There are only three people, women folk in Floresville that I call true friends. I mean the ones that live and work there or who don’t work at all, better yet. Three are all at the same stage in life…..a child in high school ready to graduate, no grandchildren that we know of and not sure what we are going to be doing next year. One friend drinks too much, one not at all and the other just the right amount. One runs fast, one walks and the other runs slow. They all are in love, one a little sometimes, one with two men and the other all the time with her one true love. They all have big hearts. They are all lucky and I am the luckiest……um, I miscounted, I only have two friends, not including me…..blame it on the ah ah ah ah alcohol. Ha!Ha!