Chapter 13 “That’s the area where Thurston was buried,” Abigail hissed. “Are you sure?” “It looks like it from here,” Abigail repeated. “Maybe they’re going to bury another body.” Abigail snorted. “Where is the body? In their sack?” “Well, it was a thought.” “Maybe, if we slip closer, […]
Feb 1, 2021
The Cemetery at Night
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Chapter 12 Miss Georgia had glanced at the clock before she left her house. It was nearing midnight. She had waited until the lights when out in Abigail’s and Monroe’s homes. She didn’t want nor need anyone telling her she was being foolish. So, she crept down to the cemetery feeling like a fugitive. […]
Jan 30, 2021
Miss Georgia Reaches a Decision
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Chapter 11 Monroe walked Miss Georgia home, went inside her house with her, made her a cup of hot, bracing tea, and sat down facing her. “Are you feeling better, Miss Georgia?” he asked, his face creased with worry. “Thank you, Roe. I’m fine. I should be the one serving you. You are […]
Jan 29, 2021
Too Close for Comfort
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Chapter 10 Miss Georgia saw the car when it was quite a way down the street. She’d never seen many of them. Interesting, the noise they made and the speed was alarming! This must be the automobile that Verna Lou had mentioned in their Sunday school class. She wondered if the driver was a stranger, […]
Jan 28, 2021
Advice From a Friend
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Chapter 9 Letitia’s front room was small, but bright and cozy. Smiling, she invited Miss Georgia to sit in her rocker. “What a nice surprise, Georgia,” she said. “I’m glad you decided to move into town. Your parents’ farm was a mighty long way out and you, being by yourself and all, were […]
Jan 27, 2021
Questions and Answers
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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 […]
