We planted RD’s mom in the ground on a scorching Texas morning. “Goodbye, Momma. The next time you kick the bucket, please pick a better day.” RD grinned at me. “That’s not too much to ask, is it?”
We planted RD’s mom in the ground on a scorching Texas morning. “Goodbye, Momma. The next time you kick the bucket, please pick a better day.” RD grinned at me. “That’s not too much to ask, is it?”