by Debra Quincy | Mar 4, 2019 | Debra
The spotter was a wimp. If he knew anything it would probably be easy to convince him to talk. The other guy with the bullet hole in his shoulder, was playing tough even though he was in pain. In contrast to the other guy this one was above street level so he would...
by Debra Quincy | Jan 14, 2019 | Debra
I’m on Facebook as a gazillion other women and I am one of these girls who get a ton of PM’s every day from guys. With only one word. “Hi”. What the hell is that for an insanely stupid worthless way to contact a girl on Facebook??? What the...
by Debra Quincy | Jan 12, 2019 | Debra, War
I owe my life to Snyper and Goldie. As the only survivor of a Chinook crash in Afghanistan, I tried to keep myself alive around the wreck while I watched my friends perish in the fire. With a heart full of hope, I kept my eyes glued to the flames, praying that my...
by Debra Quincy | Jan 12, 2019 | Debra, Dating
Just want to make one thing clear… I am NOT on the Internet (including Facebook) to find a date! Why? Because I’m broken and I will fuck it up! I am by no means a tough girl, but things happened and in the moments where it hurt the most, I found an...
