“Are you alright baby girl?” Ted asked his wife Patti when he noticed how tightly she gripped the handle above the RV door.”Oh yeah, I’m good,” she said looking at her husband, “you know me I get a little nervous sometimes.””Am I driving too fast and crazy for you?” he asked, gently squeezing her left
Florida Vacation
I called him “Uncle Matt,” but he wasn’t really my uncle. He was more my father’s best friend, childhood friend actually. Our families were really close. He had a daughter, Carmel. She was a year older than me and we were friends, though not best friends like my daddy and Uncle Matt. She was a