Where to fly the coop in South Carolina.

Greer, South Carolina

On the day my aunt remarried, she held me on her lap in her sister's farmhouse. Tears spilled out from carefully guarded reservoirs hidden deep within my soul. She hugged me tightly for a brief moment. Then we climbed into the bed of a borrowed pickup. I tried hard to smile as we drove down to a big red barn trimmed with twinkle lights. The groom lifted her from the truck bed, and I followed them inside and down the aisle, blindsided by emotions. I wasn't ready to let her go. Read the entire story at Good Grit Magazine. ⟶