The road is county jurisdiction, but the bridge is not ours - it's yours.

Since it passed (in Story County), they can come over to Boone County and start up a keg shop.

But it's done and, therefore, it just doesn't seem quite right that we have to put in 80 percent.

I'd rather let you cover all my roads with thorns than with dead roses.

I brush her hair back from her forehead. "You need to stop worrying about everything that can't be controlled." She signs and leans away from my hand, "That's just it, though. It's all I can think about anymore. It's like this fixation I have no control over which makes no sense because Im fixated on controlling the uncontrollable." She's breathing wildly. Shit. I need to calm her down.

I honestly can't tell you what was going on. I couldn't do anything.