This home is third generation. My great grandmother lived here with her husband, then my grandmother with hers. My mother, however, eloped with her husband and they chose to live in New York City. As soon as I graduated high school, I ran as fast as I could to live in Georgia, the most beautiful state in the union.
After five years of marriage, my husband said it reminded him of a prison and left to find greener pastures.
As I sit on the old front porch and rock, I stare at the shadows and think, “My Eden, his prison.”
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