Holla at Me…

Sometimes, when I write, I need visuals. I stopped while writing this scene back in mid-October to create this…   ~As I gazed into my father’s eyes, willing the right words, Lidia stepped out onto the balcony, handing me an iPad where Renata was FaceTime’ing. “Treesha said Elle rerouted a floral delivery from L.I.A. to…