Monthly Archives: November 2011
I became a part of Rusty’s family eight years ago — so when I rode around with her the other day, many memories came flooding back into my mind. We rode, ate sonic and listened to music as she navigated the streets of Searcy. I’ve ridden with her hundreds of times in the last eight… 
The air was crisp and cool but the sun’s warmth wrapped us all in as it shown through the trees. Our breath was sending up smoke signals but the love surrounding this family was nothing but radiating warmth. The whole family, in for Harding University’s Homecoming weekend all took time out of their busy schedules… It’s said that if you crave sour, it’s a boy. I crave pickles. It’s said that if you have breakouts, it’s a girl. I have the skin reminiscent of my junior high days. The chinese gender calendar says it’s a girl. My gender prediction quiz online says it’s a boy. I got a feeling that… We were cool that year. Why? Because we had our Doc Martins, we rocked side ponytails and it was the year we all started wearing clear mascara. Clearly, we were adults now. And- we could write in pen. Which also meant, we could carry around that all-important tool in our trapper keepers. White out. I… 
The sun was sinking and the street vendors were closing up their shops. We’d walked the cobble stone streets of Florence all day and we were tired. Ready for a big supper and a good coffee back at the Bible School. Bus 6 B in Florence takes us almost directly to the Bible school, with… |
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