“You’re a sick son of a bitch. I’m your judge and jury. I find you guilty as charged and the sentence is death, mother fucker!” — Rhonda R. Dennis Copy Share Image
“My heart yearned for the sleepy, little town of Green Bayou, the place I was born and raised.” — Rhonda R. Dennis Copy Share Image
“Give me this one night, Em, please. Let me feel the softness of your skin. Let me taste the sweetness of your flesh. Let… — Rhonda R. Dennis Copy Share Image
“The first time I saw you, I wanted you. To me, you are perfect in every way. It physically hurts to be next to… — Rhonda R. Dennis Copy Share Image
“You’re a sick son of a bitch. I’m your judge and jury. I find you guilty as charged and the sentence is death, mother… — Rhonda R. Dennis Copy Share Image
“I haven’t heard you laugh like that in quite a while. I was glad to hear it. I’m tired of seeing you in pain.”… — Rhonda R. Dennis Copy Share Image
