2 Miles to Maysville

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After seeing the sign I sent Justin a text: ya know what might be handy?

Dupree: what's that lead foot?

Me: an address and some land marks.

Dupree: you stay on 129 until ya see Kenton rd. Make a left. The house number is 2455. Mail box will be on the left drive way on the right. Look for the Harley Davidson mail box.

Me: k. See ya in about 20.

Twenty five minutes later I was pulling down a long grave drive I thought would never end. Just to be safe I text Jozie; I'm here sis. Send Dupree out to help me.

I see Justin barrel out the front door of the massive log home as the drive way finally opens to a clearing. He motions for me to park behind his blue dodge so I ease in behind him and put the jeep in park. Before I can get the keys out of the ignition Justin has my door open and dragging out. We will get your stuff later once you've calmed down. You did pack to play right? He asks with a sly look on his face. Well of course I did. I exclaim as I grab my purse sliding my hand in the side pocket to check the safety on my Sig sour 9mm. I hadn't told Justin yet, but I got my concept carry about three months ago. As soon as I show him he will use it as leverage with his soon to be wife.

Before I had a chance to ask why I would need to calm down Jozie was proudly showing me her ring. Look! See how good he did. She extended her hand to show me a square, 1/2 carrot diamond, flanked by deep blue sapphires, that were set in a platinum band. Nice job Dupree, nice job I tell him as I pat him on the shoulder.

Ok, no more standing around in the drive way Justin said as he grabs my bow and gun case. Lets get lead foot here inside so we can get introductions over with. He smiles at me slyly which tells me somehow I'm in for it. Jozie grabs one of my travel bags and I grab the other. As we walk in the garage door I admire the 6 Harley bikes sitting neatly in their designated spots. I don't know why but I couldn't shake the feeling that this place was familiar somehow. Little did I know the answer would come to me shortly after entering this beautiful log home.

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