The Tallapoochee Farmers Bank opens at 8.00 a.m., and every morning Jasmine sits in her car and waits for Kay-Lee to come open the door. At the edge of the Tallapoochee National Forest, the morning air holds traces of ragwort, dogwood, and these vagrant pink flowers that pop up at the edge of the road. Oxeye daisies clinging to gravel lean in the wind as the trains clank by. Alabama is beautiful like that, like flowers clinging to gravel. Like Jasmine.
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