Still lingering was the down-home-small-town friendliness that made itself evident by a hand thrown up in greeting, a smile given to a stranger at the local box store.
It was still a place where cars pulled off the road in a gesture of respect when funeral processions passed by, patiently waiting as the line of mourners moved along like insects trailing the hearse.
They would return later in the afternoon, speaking in reverent whispers.
They would remember.
Remembering.
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Love Songs in a Minor Key: A Collection of Short Stories
General FictionThe first volume of short stories in the Love Songs collection. Many of the stories in this collection focus on the theme of love and how it sometimes goes wrong. A large collection of stories that run the gamut from humorous to tragic. 1. Love Song...
