The first time I brought my ex-husband to my hometown, I took him to my sister’s house. She lives at the end of a dirt road that is littered with homes that belong to her in-laws. As we drove up the driveway, he turned to me and said, “Kelly, we’re driving through a field.” I guess the city boy didn’t know that country people put their new homes in the middle of their land, slowly expanding the road as new family members get married. To his credit, I don’t think they had put a fence up to keep the cows away from the house yet.
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