It’s hard to tell sometimes if Etheny’s stories are true, as you will see, so I will lay down the story as she told it to me to allow you to decide for yourself.

E L Parfitt
It’s hard to tell sometimes if Etheny’s stories are true,...
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Etheny was telling me a story about her grandmother, who is dead now. She was not sure if the story was true or not. So she hesitated to tell me, but she said there are times when you have to make up your mind to tell the truth or lie. That way, you will know what to believe.

Source: Skeleton Cat

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