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A Rock in Walker County Miss Lane never married. It was impossible to say how old she was as it seemed like she’d been in our little town forever. Like the red-brick Baptist Church on the corner of Main and 3rd, so old the steeple was tilting. Miss Lane was there every Sunday, rain or shine. Same pew, same dress, same purse. She was a quilter and never missed the circles, always bringing her famous banana pudding. Nobody could make a meringue peak like Miss Lane. How she supported herself was a mystery. She lived comfortably in a...
Submitted to Contest #216
A Rock in Walker CountyMiss Lane lived alone and it was impossible to say how old she was. It seemed like she’d been in our town forever; like the Baptist Church on Main Street so old the steeple was tilting. Miss Lane was there every Sunday, rain or shine.She never missed the quilting circles, always bringing her famous banana pudding. Nobody could make a meringue peak like Miss Lane.How she supported herself was a mystery. She lived comfortably in a house three blocks from the church. It was a white clapboard with a large front porch. Her ...
Submitted to Contest #167
I couldn’t recall exactly where I’d been, but I definitely heard Mom calling all of us to dinner so I snapped out of my fog. The long table next to the family room was big enough for the entire family and it was nicely set. Even though we were made to drink milk with dinner which I didn’t like. Mom and Dad had grownup drinks it seemed. Maybe it was iced tea but I didn’t think so. I would have preferred it to milk no matter what it was. Cindy, Marsha and I sat on one side of the table and Bobby, Peter and Greg sat on the other...
Submitted to Contest #166
Mildred Smithson was never late for work. In fact, she was always early. It was her calling to organize, support and even rarely stand-in for her boss, Mr. Bradly. He was the manager of a small brokerage and Mildred knew without her help, he would not be as successful as he was.Making coffee, booting up the office computers and organizing Mr. Bradly’s desk were a few tasks Mildred completed before anyone else arrived. Although there was a janitor that came at night, Mildred was often not satisfied with his attention to detail. She kept a can...
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