The Four Poster Bed
I stood in the doorway of that bedroom with my hand on the frame, and I knew the face on the pillow as surely as I knew my own name. …
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The Cedar Chest
Ruby came to Macon on the first bus she could catch. She is seventy eight years old, with a cane and a hat, and she walked into my kitchen carrying …
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Gary did not say a word. His mouth opened, and the football game, which somebody had turned down, went on murmuring to itself like a radio in an empty house. …
The Old Photograph Read MoreThe Old Deed
“Say it, Ruben,” I said. “It is time.” He turned his hat once in his hands. He faced Dale, who was staring at him as though a fence post had …
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The man in the black suit was Roy Lamar, and he was easy to find, because he was in the phone book. He owned the funeral home in Laurel that …
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Uncle Gerald left the church before the burial ended, and I let him go. I knew where he would be. He sat in the cab of his old truck at …
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We played the recorder to the end that night, at my kitchen table, with the girls asleep in the spare room under a quilt Mae had made them. The voice …
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Lieutenant Kraus stopped the tape. We sat in that little gray room listening to the hiss of fifty one years, and then he pressed the button again, and the voice …
The Green Sedan Read MoreThe Money Orders
Dennis and I sat on the low wall outside Room 9 while the sun finished going down behind the mill. He did not go inside for the duffel. He did …
The Money Orders Read MoreThe Diner Receipt
Vivian Hale did not laugh again. She put down her mimosa so carefully that the glass made no sound on the linen, and she looked at the receipt as if …
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