I Do (Not)

Howdy It's me, Ally Bradshaw. *sigh*In true Southern style, my chronicles pick up when I head back to my childhood home, Water Hills, Constantia to spend a supposed rehabilitating, reorienting and reeducating three weeks with my parents. *sigh* I am so excited ... whoop whoop. Just kidding This is basically the worst thing in my life at the moment and could not have come at a worse time. To say the least, my dad Jason is a rather tense and edgy man in his early sixties. Ever since my brother Max passed away at the age of nineteen, my father has been nothing short of over-protective and controlling. He serves as a Deacon in our Church in the town I grew up in and can be just a tad bit overpowering. My mom Sylvia staunchly supports him and would never go against his will or authority. That leaves me, Ally. The good girl turned bad. Bad'ish.