Meanwhile, back at the ranch...

In the little Lutheran Church, along a gravel road out in the middle of a cow pasture families filled the pews, back to front, to celebrate Easter. Children were dressed in new outfits, bonnets and vests, ties and frills. They sat next to grandmothers shushing their excited squeals and helped put money in the offering plate.
I stood next to Pops at the front of the church as he played guitar and I sang a song I’ve been singing since I was a little girl. My best friend was baptizing her new baby that day and she asked for a special song.
I hadn’t sung in this little church since I was ten years old.
The girl who grew up down the road from me, who went to a country school with me, who traveled to High School Rodeos and could relate to what it meant to be the middle sister…
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