Alecia Whitaker

Mother Maybelle, have mercy, we've just been discovered.

Some people live life asking for forgiveness instead of permission.

His green-flecked brown eyes twinkle, and we laugh together, easy and light. He opens the door for me, and I say goodbye, floating over to where my family waits in our Winnebago. And I can't tell you if my feet actually touch the ground, because at this very moment, this Bird, well, she flies.

In our opinion, Coke is great from a can, still good from a bottle, yet hard to get just right from the fountain. But oh, when they do get it right, it tastes good enough to be an eighth wonder of the world.

That boy shakes me upside down and inside out.

Obsessing over a boy makes the time fly.