Holiday

Fig's 33rd Birthday Party
Before I tell you all about the birthday party, I think I should start filling in the blanks about me and Fig. I'll start by telling you the basics about myself. My name is Danielle Marie Lyons. I was born on March 15th, 1983 in Bartow, Florida. I moved to Tampa in 2003 when I was 20 years old. I got married to Kenan Rosenbaum in 2005 at the age of 22. At the age of 24, in 2007 we had a son, named Seth. Kenan and I divorced in 2011, and agreed that I would keep custody of Seth so long as I didn't request child support. I didn't want to fight about money because the year before our divorce my father had passed away and left me a trust fund to live off for the rest of my life. I guess my father knew that my little waitressing jobs were not going to be enough to raise my son with. I don't get much every month, but at least I have a stable income.
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