2.1 Tar Heel State
Mum always said that I’d be able to find my way home. I don’t really know what convinced her of such a thing, maybe it was simply a mother’s intuition, or maybe just shallow words used to convince herself that I would somehow make it back in one piece. Probably a bit of both. Of course, as mothers always are, she was right. The farm looked exactly the same as the day I had left. “Tobacco isn’t as big of a crop as it used to be when I was…read more