She loved his work calloused hands,
the way he tipped his hat to strangers,
and his rain-soaked kisses.
She hated sweet tea,
collard greens,
and the word, 'Y'all.'
They packed up and moved to the South.
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 12:12 PM UTC
She loved his work calloused hands,
the way he tipped his hat to strangers,
and his rain-soaked kisses.
She hated sweet tea,
collard greens,
and the word, 'Y'all.'
They packed up and moved to the South.
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