Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

slight smile. “A tall man from Toledo who wanted twenty pounds of three-inch brass screws.”

“For what?” I asked, looking up from my knitting.

“A sailboat he was building in his basement,” Arthur said, a small laugh caught in his throat. “He forgot to measure the cellar door before he started framing the hull.”

I smiled, remembering the story from years continue reading …