My sister's husband use to put a lot of sugar in his coffee because he wouldn't stir it that much, just a few swirls with the spoon. So he would put extra sugar in it to make up for it. The cups he would leave behind always had a thick layer of sugar on the bottom.
One day he set his coffe on the kitchen counter to go in the basement. Then I ran over there real quick and stirred his coffee. He came back up and took a drink, and said, "Hey, who put all this sugar in my coffee?!" Then I started laughing and told him I stirred it.
A naïve councilman and a down-on-her-luck single mom try to save their county’s last stand of forest from greedy developers and a dysfunctional government.
