Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

like the label said.”

I looked at the bottle, then at the grey shoes on his feet, which were damp with dew from the park grass.

“And the walk?” I asked.

“I did the two miles yesterday on the cabin road,” Arthur said. “It took me forty minutes, but I did not stop.”

David stepped forward, his face softening as he took the medicine bottle continue reading …