Where the music is loud, the drinks are cold, and the sparks fly high.
“You afraid of the dark, city boy?” she asked.
“And we’ve decided,” Savannah added softly, “that what happens on the farm, stays on the farm. But you have to earn it.”
“You’ll forget us,” Daisy said, not looking at me.
that have seen more fields than dance floors. High-waisted denim and vintage pearl-snap shirts.
Where the music is loud, the drinks are cold, and the sparks fly high.
“You afraid of the dark, city boy?” she asked.
“And we’ve decided,” Savannah added softly, “that what happens on the farm, stays on the farm. But you have to earn it.”
“You’ll forget us,” Daisy said, not looking at me.
that have seen more fields than dance floors. High-waisted denim and vintage pearl-snap shirts.