You Ain't Livin ' Yet

Living in a small town can be boring. Everybody knows everybody, secrets ain't even a word in they're dictionary. Small towns are like prison for an average teenager. Not for Dixie Fuller. Dixie fuller loved her small town for everything it was. From it's weathered porch steps of the ol' town hall, to the dusty roads that led to a old sweet country memory. Dixie loved her roots to the tips of her boots. What if her sweet southern charm rubs off on a certain someone? More specifically, a New York city boy A.K.A Justin D'Antonio.
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"So you went to all lot of parties in the city?" I asked grinning widely.
"Yeah, why?," he asked.
"Have you ever been to a bonfire party?"
"No?," clearly confused he asked,"What's that?' I chuckled and dug the keys into the ignition.
"You ain't livin' yet." And we took off like the restless Texas wind.