Chapter 2
At the end of our driveway, a wooden sign reads Honeycutt Farms. I remember the day Daddy put up the sign, though the farm belonged to my granddaddy before him. Honeycutt Farm was my Granddaddy Honeycutt’s promise to my grandmother Rosie before they got married. He promised her that they would get out of the big city of Knoxville and move out t…
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