Fort Davis, Texas
It was mid morning before I let the gentle light of day in this mountain town rouse me from my sleep. Aimee and I finally pulled in last night at around 8 in the evening and were greeted by her mom and dad. They have a beautiful house, mostly wooden interior, high ceilings with all sorts of nick nacks on display. I am staying in Aimee’s old room which is the old attic converted so it has a sloping ceiling – there is also a window which looks out over...