When I first met my wife, I asked her where she was from. She gave me the name of a little Minnesota town. I asked where that was. She said it was near another town that I had never heard of.
Finally she said it was almost in Iowa. I had heard of Iowa.
Now we live there and when people ask me where I am from, I just say, “Almost Iowa.”
Note: Because I write in first person style, occasionally my readers are fooled into believing that what I write is true. None of it is. We do not have turtles who run down deer. We do not live next to the Minnesota State Mosquito Refuge, though you wouldn’t know it during the summer.
All of my stories are fiction. They have to be. The population of my little town is 4 (counting the chickens). Since everyone knows everybody else and everyone knows everything about everybody, I have to write in such a way that they can say, “Hey, that’s me!” and at the same time say, “No way, that’s me!”