The Best Man

Officer Artez watched the situation unfold across the street from his window seat at the freshly minted Bojangles on Route 12. A spotless ’97 or ‘98 Buick Century pulled into the gravel turnaround. After a few moments a tall, elderly man emerged, hobbled to the passenger side, and assisted an equally aged lady out of the car. The... Continue Reading →

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