He swung a right, at what was left of an old barn foundation and slowed, winding down the faded ribbon of Ol’ Ginny Combs Road, as it laced its way to the house where he and his would live out their days in the shadow of that fine oak tree- Where local yarn would have … Continue reading Ginny Combs
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