I stumbled upon this today…
The Way Home.
If you are a lover of straight lines and tidy endings, be forewarned. This is not a straightforward drive from point A to point B. It will meander and ramble in an untidy way.
I flew the terrain in my mind’s eye as a hawk might, swooping in to assuage my sharp hunger with live and tender bits, soaring from the flatland piney woods of northwest Florida to the dusky mountain peaks of Western North Carolina. But in the end, the crude map I drew with the pen moving and my eyes closed, was of my own heart. It is bisected with a fault line down the middle: one chamber is Rice Cove, near Canton, North Carolina; the other is Cantonment, near Pensacola, Florida.
Go read the rest at Switched At Birth.
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Just wanted to say thanks for posting a link to my story. We stay in touch with the folks in Beaverdam (Rice Cove), visit occasionally, and still feel that old tug for the splendor of those mountain ridges.