Country Women and My Daughters

An apology of sorts

Photo by Allef Vinicius on Unsplash

I have a vague memory of some fifteen years ago. My daughters and I are in the Starbucks drive-through, buoying ourselves with caffeine before engaging in some marathon cook-a-thon-ing, as my mother used to term holiday bills of faire. As usual, they had the radio turned to a country station on Sirius, and I can only assume it was “The Highway.”