Maybe, like I used to, you think of whiskey. But after that summer, Tennessee only conjured up one thing in my mind. A girl. No, a woman. One who flipped my entire world upside down in just six weeks’ time. One who gave Stratford the biggest scandal they’d seen since the distillery fire. One who would change the world — because she was destined to do so. And one I knew I’d spend my forever with. What a lucky sonofabitch.
