While we were in Alabama for my sweet cousin's wedding, we had the chance to get together for a small, family barbecue at my aunt and uncle's home on our last night in town. It was a warm, nearly perfect, July night complete with three kinds of pie, cheddar biscuits, and the sweetest sangria to ever touch your lips. We told stories and caught up on each others lives under twinkle lights while thunder rolled in the background. It was one of those nights I won't soon forget.
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