I have not seen my grandson if over five years. You would think my daughter would treat me with more respect knowing she is going to be in my autobiography. There is an explanation for this given to me by a woman who was making a movie.
Bill Cornwell said this to me when alas I brought up the huge pee stain on the back seat of the rental car;
“Maybe you peed in that back seat, after all, you were sitting in it.”
When Heather came to pick me up at Vicki’s in that rental, for our drive back to Las Vegas, Bill opened the passenger door for me, saying he wanted me to be up front for a change, and be honored. Bill sat in the ruined back seat with Tyler. This was a coverup. Only after dropping my family off at the airport, and when I returned the car, did I notice the huge stain. I was utterly dismayed. Bill had conned me, and my daughter was in on it. Did my grandson know what was going on? Now it made sense what Tyler said on the drive to Vegas;
“Aunt Linda peed her…
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