Venturing above the Mason Dixon Line

Leaving Wilmington, Walker set free his long loved sea bass. I can tell this trip is going to be great from the start. Smartfood popcorn, green tea,my boyfriend Walker and Luke, his identical twin, and I are in route to Raleigh laughing hysterically over Luke's evil eye face. He had ended his year long relationship that weekend because of her selfish infidelity and he had the look of "future ass whooping" all weekend. Once into Raleigh, our flight was delayed. Rain in DC. The next flight we can get on doesn't leave until 6 am. Dinner with the boy's amazing aunt Leslie Ann and her generous husband Tripp. Wine and beer flowing, it was a great evening of baseball, the all-star game was on, and delightful conversation. I felt at home here. The most warm, inviting home I have been in years. Those walls have seen great love and laughter, as well as great sadness and pain. 4:30 am came very quickly.