I was straight married to a man I went to Kindergarten with. When he asked me to marry him, I replied, “Can I have chickens?” He said yes. I know better now, but back then, I couldn’t think of a better reason to get married. He was 21 and I was 22. We lived in Columbus, Mississippi where I went to college. Bought a house right off the bat. While my friends were getting pregnant every time their husband’s pants came off, we got busy building a pet family.
Excerpt from Care & Feeding by Chela Gutierrez
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