RICH RUSELL
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Minions.
Crazy redhead– I mean, Ginger, has minions that look exactly like her. The same strawberry ginger hair, the same face, the same bright green eyes, and apparently, the same sass.
“That’s a bad word, Mr. Grumpy.” One of her minions got my attention with that statement.
They hadn’t even taken ten steps into my home and I was already getting lectured… H*ck! I thought last night would be the last time I would have to be in the same space as this woman. I wasn’t sure they could tell that I was shocked, angry, and mostly uncomfortable.
But to my surprise, Cody– my little boy, my son– etched, “He sure is Mr. Grumpy. I can attest to that.”
“Seriously?” I didn’t voice that word but the look I gave my son said exactly that.
“What? You’ve been complaining about yo
