FICTION? Its a memoir, Mama! Why do I have to lie and call it Fiction? If this is fiction, what in Sam Hill is truth? I know. I knowIts because Im a dog, right? Well, thats just pure-D species-ism! Fine. Call it what you want. A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. Friends, I wrote this book about what lifes like here on the outskirts of May, Texas. I figured lots of people might be curious. They probably never even heard of the Mayansfolks so enamored with six-man football that theyd never live anywhere else. Then therere the snow birds drawn here by the curious weather and Underwoods BBQ. There might even be the occasional rube in the Witness Protection Program exiled to ride out the remainder of his life safely hidden under the X in Texas. Then, theres me and my family. Mama and Poppy chose to live here because its heaven. I live here because Im lucky. This book is about my family and our stories. Its about life here in the heart of Texas, in all its glory. Its rich.
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