Old Friends New Loves part four
Savannah had never looked more lovely. At least for me. It was spring, and so many azaleas were blooming, in so many colors. The tour trolleys were ringing their bells as they took the tourists around the Old Town squares. I was no longer a tourist, having lived here for close to two years now. But I still loved to walk around our neighborhood and go down the stone stairs to River Street and watch the boats on the Savannah River. It was my home now. Here with Kate and Pierce was where I...