Jack of Harts

Julie and Alex wanted to go to Nashville to get famous. I didn’t. Our life was perfect. We didn’t need to go down there. Nashville was a nice place to visit, take in the sights, and see the famous singers, but not the kind of place you’d want to raise a family in. Nothing like… Northern Minnesota. So I didn’t. They went anyway. And… and I didn’t know what to do. I just… stopped. I didn’t even go to school. My dad never said “I told you so.” He just called Rosalie and Rosalind. They did what no one else could do at the time. They dragged me out of my funk.