© 2016 Rhett DeVane
Grab a cool glass of sweet tea with a slice of lemon and a sprig of mint. Maybe a cathead biscuit or two, slathered with thick cream butter and Tupelo honey.
Chose a shady spot on the porch.
Ease into a comfortable chair, prop up your feet.
Look around. Feel it tickle the skin, tease the spirit. Magic, from every source.
The help that appears from nowhere.
The right person at the right time with the right answer.
The right stories breathing love, hope, and laughter.