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Flat Tire

Tires, Weddings, and the Vortex

The Semmens wedding was the perfect excuse to celebrate surviving this hellscape of a year, and I was more than ready. John Semmens, the groom and now grown-up that I’d started babysitting when I was fifteen years old, was getting married. Although the Semmens had moved from south Georgia years before, our families had remained […]

Flat Tire

Flat Tire

It was the late afternoon of my very first date. Living as far away as we did from any restaurants or movie theatres, my high school sweetheart and I learned that to go anywhere and make it back home in time for my 11pm curfew, we had to leave early. Daddy may have had rules […]

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Summertime Blues

Hoss and Nana are “big city” grandparents. They live about four hours away from us, so they don’t get to spend as much time with the children as they’d like, but summertime means special trips and changes in scenery. So, last week the boys were camping with them in north Georgia. With both Jamie and […]

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The Refrigerator, A Sequel

“Babe, we might have to call somebody,” I said, using the small, quiet, whispery voice I use when I’m breaking bad news. After the thorough cleaning I’d already given it, the smell emanating from the refrigerator should’ve disappeared, but it hadn’t. Within 24 hours it had gone from curious and off-putting to unbearable, and I […]

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