Chapter 8 After Grace left, Miss Georgia plopped down in the chair she had vacated, scooped Elmira onto her lap and, absently mindedly stroking the cat, willed herself to calm down. “I’d no idea I would be the subject of conversation around town,” she told Elmira. “Did you? I mean, my goodness! Don’t people […]
Jan 26, 2021
A Visit from a Friend
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Chapter 7 However, about an hour before darkness fell, the skies unleashed a torrent of rain accompanied by wicked lightning. Anybody with any sense wouldn’t be out in such weather, Miss Georgia knew. She’d just have to forego her planned visit to the cemetery. Next morning, though, nature smiled as if she’d never been […]
Jan 25, 2021
A Sweet Treat
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Chapter 6 Miss Georgia baked that tried and true picker-upper that always made folks feel just a bit better, a coconut cream pie. It was still warm from the oven when she placed it in a basket and took it two doors down to Roe Williams’ house. As she passed Abigail’s home, her friend waved […]
Jan 22, 2021
A Further Development
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Chapter 5 Miss Georgia banged her hoe into her flower bed, causing a startled toad to hop out of the way. Gardening was an excellent release of too much adrenalin or worry or whatever ailed a person. And, after a morning of visiting four different shops in town and talking with Smudge Littleton at the […]
Jan 21, 2021
A Little Bit of Gossip
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Chapter 4 Miss Georgia surely did enjoy her Sunday School class of women, all of them being about her and Abigail’s age. If truth be known, she particularly enjoyed the socializing that took place before Priss Butters began to expound the Scriptures. Before Miss Georgia joined the class, Abigail said, things were a lot […]
Jan 20, 2021
Shocking News
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Chapter 3 Lathe sat down at the table, nodded to Abigail and Monroe, and cleared his throat. “I might as well tell you straight out that Thurston Cubbins was found dead this morning.” There was a collective gasp at the table. Thurston Cubbins, President of the only bank in town, dead? “Was […]
