Old Smoky
Heather D I remember it like it was yesterday. I grew up on a cattle ranch, with the nearest neighbour over a mile away. I was eighteen and alone at home during the late summer. The rest of the family was working in the hay fields while I stayed at home and working in Mom’s garden. Mom had planted a large vegetable garden in the backyard, but the weeding seemed to always fall to me. Although, truth-be-told, I did
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