Whiskey and Ink
Emily:
Most of my life has consisted of carefully curated moments.
Routine. Discipline. Faith.
A good girl image further enforced by my father.
The pastor of Willow Creek.
It’s a small town held together by quiet mornings, Sunday service, and long-standing traditional beliefs.
I’ve never questioned my religious upbringing until the loud, obnoxious beast of a man
moves in next door, shattering the idyllic silence with the roar of his Harley.
Suddenly, my quiet existence is turned on ... [Read More...]
