In which a girl from Alabama returns from New York City, leaving behind a career in interactive media for life as a farm apprentice.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
If I Ever Need a Bondsman
I love the South's penchant for nicknames. My family engages in the same practice that brought us a bail bondsman like Weedy Varner in Anniston. I have great-aunts called Sip and Dank, and one great-grandfather went by Grandpa Eight Mile.
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