Why I do confesss...
That it's time I become a real country girl.
Move back home to Louisiana.
And learn how to ride a horse expertly. A white stallion, preferably.
And learn how to bake a pie. Any kind. Maybe, peach pie first.
And finally, learn how to handle a weapon. A dagger. A gun. Anything that I can protect myself with.
Because this city girl has gone soft. And need to toughen up. Because a little babe is on the way. And she needs a strong mama.
