He took the marshmallow. And for the first time, he smiled. It was a small, crooked, bitchy smile. But it was real.
"Welcome back to the South, Julian," I said. My Only Bitchy Cousin Is a Yankee-Type Guy- The...
Growing up, I was always fascinated by the different regional cultures within the United States. My family would often travel to different parts of the country, and I loved experiencing the unique customs, accents, and ways of life. However, one person who always stood out to me was my cousin, a Yankee-type guy from the Northeast. He took the marshmallow
"Who is it?" he growled low in his throat. "If it’s those guys from the North side asking for a rematch, I’ll—" he smiled. It was a small