small town girl

When a Small Town Girl Walks into a Big City Coffee Shop

I sipped a cup of coffee, and looked up as the bell on the door jangled. Nope, didn’t know that person either. I grew up in a small town. We barely boasted 2,000 people on a good day. Our brick-paved main street was quiet, and calm-except for the yearly city-wide garage sale which swelled the…

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