Andy Flynn staggered to the register at the front end of the bar. He tapped his red wooden cane on the floor in counter syncopation. He had long stringy white hair and a beard. He had on an old Army camouflage coat from the thrift store and baggy black pants and soaked black shoes tied with new long... Sign in to see full entry.
Gardner’s girlfriend Jenna Landers finished mixing the mash potatoes with the electric mixer. The pot of hot brown gravy sent out wafts of sweet and savory aroma through the Sunday school room. The table in the nook outside the kitchenette was covered by a tablecloth with a pattern of white Easter... Sign in to see full entry.