Letters of Introduction
Monday, July 19, 2010
There's an old country hall a mile from our place as the crow flies.
On nights when there is a dance and you are outside, the sounds of music and engines and voices can carry across the field and through the trees to our yard.
There are only half a dozen dances there a year nowadays, if that, put on by the hall committee. They had their annual horseshoe tournament last Monday.
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