If He Only Knew

It happened many years ago, in 1968, to be exact. I'd just turned eighteen and Bobby and I were so in love. Or, so I'd thought. I was the good girl. The one who always followed the rules and obeyed Momma and Daddy. My sister, on the other hand, was a different story. While she certainly wasn't the worst sinner on the block, she did manage to find her share of trouble - many times dragging me into it.
But, of course, Daddy always knew I was the innocent one... Christian fiction