Part 1 Char Glimmer sits on her porch in a ladder-backed chair, waiting for a familiar face to drive her to the doctor. She is wearing a… Read more “Charlotte Glimmer (a Harshbarger Mills Story)”
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Anne Estes, 1922 ( A Harshbarger Mills Story)
I don’t know why her father, who is a good man, didn’t walk fifty yards and stop a beating that ended a boy’s life.
Ray Welk, 1911-1962 (A Harshbarger Mills Story)
For years and years, Iris was the wife of the town’s only mortician. She’s popped in, treating me like a source of income, unannounced and unafraid.
That’s Not Love, part 3 (A Harshbarger Mills Story, 1944)
“Why do you think I brought you here?” he shouted.
“To propose?” Agnes stepped out from behind the bush, fully clothed but mostly unbuttoned.
