Heading Back To Florida

We’re just about ready to go. I’m looking forward to getting on the road. Looking forward to going home. As much as I liked being in Kings Mountain, there’s really nothing here for me anymore. I told Mama that if she didn’t live here, I wouldn’t have a reason to ever return. Whatever connections I once had to Kings Mountain have long since been severed.
The visit here was pleasant enough, if longer than I’d intended. I got along fine with Mark, in spite all the things he said to me during our last dust-up. As I’ve said repeatedly, I might forgive, but I’ll never forget. But I did forgive, and I wasn’t going to do or say anything to cause any problems. Especially not as long as Mama’s going to be left to deal with fall-out. I think Mark and I can get along as long as we’re only around each other in small doses. Any more than that and there’s going to be friction. But I love him. He’s my cousin. He’s family. I just wish he could get his life together and stand upright for a change.
Anyway, we should get out of here. It’s going to be a long drive. But I know I’m going to enjoy hanging out with Mama. Hopefully we won’t run out of things to talk about on the way back down to Saint Petersburg. I’m looking forward to getting home tonight. I’ve missed my Baby. And I think she’s missed me.