Mrs. Velma Johnston typed letters, filed carbon copies, and answered the phone at the insurance office where she worked as a secretary. She dressed conservatively, smiled often, and spoke kindly. She sat with good posture, as good as she was able, as long as she could. Her husband Charlie drove her to work each day through the dun-colored hills of...
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Tuesday, December 25, 2018
Wild horses, part one: The misfits
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