Ramblings of an Old Woman Part 1

You would think an old broad such as myself would have kept a diary for much longer than this. No such luck. However, with the recent events, I've decided to go against the grain.

Despite all the meetings I've had with Boone Clear, the most recent was the most surprising. His company was not Lyanna, as one would expect. It was Stacy fucking Carson. If only that little girl knew what the hell she was getting into. If only she had just said no to his request. Now another has fallen into the fold and there is nothing I can do about it. 

Sometimes, it is a pain in my ass living the existence that my sisters and I do. I suppose I will keep record starting now. What else does an old woman like me have better to do?