It’s on a lovely wide shady quiet street, in a small community near the coast. On the same street, there’s a little white house partly beneath a wide live oak tree. A little Black lady named Annie bakes cookies and pies and cakes. I would like to read in the library in the morning, then go buy a pecan pie, and a cookie, and drive home. I’d stop at the German restaurant in Gum Branch for coffee, or maybe I’d not wait, and I’d get the coffee right there in Midway, then go take the pecan pie to wife and the kids.