A little-known tale of how a woman became the most read newspaperwoman in the world What am I to do? I am a two-time Pulitzer Prize winner and can't type a lick. I am a newspaper reporter for the largest newspaper in the world. My boss entered my office and said, "Look, Lola, I know you have many accolades, including your Pulitzer Prizes. I have put you on four stories over the last month, and you have not returned a word...

You picked me up when I fell off my bike. You held me for no reason except for love. You put bandages on my wounds. Where is my Grandpappy? You were my father even though I no longer had one. You helped me with my studies. You bounced me on your knee when I was so young. You played games with me even though I know you did not want to. Where is my Grandpappy? You smiled when I frowned, making me feel better. You said I was...

I see it all from my throne atop the canyon. Once, I was just a sapling. Animals would use my limbs as a scratching post and sometimes a litter box. I chuckle at the tourists who marvel at the canyon. They should have seen it five hundred years ago, but that may be a bit of a white lie. I could not see it until I was twenty years old. Sitting here now as the tallest of my breed. I heard one author call me the grandmother...

How did I get here? All alone. Where is my company and my friends? Are they dead or wounded? I'm trying to clear my head from the constant bombing. I am a medic. I ran to the nearest hole made by the bombs. I covered my head and thought back to what happened. I remembered I was treating a wounded soldier. Then the shell hit nearby and knocked me over. The captain grabbed me and said, "Get out of here, run to the forest. I...

  You gave me your word. Liar. You said I will be yours forever. Bullshit. You told me we would remain monogamous. I did, you did not. You said you loved me. You love yourself only. I held your hand during your down times. You held another woman. I gave you my heart. You gave me lies. What makes a person do what you did to me? Are you soulless? Have you no shame? The answer lies within your deceit. I will get over you. Yo...