Swatting At Butterflies-One

I sat in front of the coffin, trying not to laugh. But it was a mess. Half the town had shown up, to celebrate the life of a very special lady, and they were still showing up, fashionably late, slamming doors and shushing each other as they huddled around the tent where it was share-your-story... Continue Reading →

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