Loved Served Sweet, Southern-Style

I used to drink in love like it was a poorly brewed cup of tea handed to me in a social situation in which my Southern-bred manners would…

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I used to drink in love like it was a poorly brewed cup of tea handed to me in a social situation in which my Southern-bred manners would not allow me to refuse.

I drank it down because it was offered, because it was polite, because I didn’t know that I could simply decline it with a polite no, thank you, and move on. I drank it …