Spanning
There were twenty or twenty-five of them, overalled men, and women in homespun dresses and calico sunbonnets, and some shock-headed children. They stood bunched in front of a shabby little clapboard church—I knew it was a church by the tacked-on steeple that housed no bell. Next the church was a grassy burying-ground, with ant-eaten wooden headboards, fenced by stakes and rails. Nobody stood inside the fence. They all faced toward a home-made coffin of whip-sawed pine, rough and unpainted.
I hate funerals. I go to as few as I can manage. But I paused to watch this one. Nobody looked sorry or glad, only intent...
© 2020 Wildside Press (Ebook): 9781479455607
Publicatiedatum
Ebook: 17 november 2020
Spanning
There were twenty or twenty-five of them, overalled men, and women in homespun dresses and calico sunbonnets, and some shock-headed children. They stood bunched in front of a shabby little clapboard church—I knew it was a church by the tacked-on steeple that housed no bell. Next the church was a grassy burying-ground, with ant-eaten wooden headboards, fenced by stakes and rails. Nobody stood inside the fence. They all faced toward a home-made coffin of whip-sawed pine, rough and unpainted.
I hate funerals. I go to as few as I can manage. But I paused to watch this one. Nobody looked sorry or glad, only intent...
© 2020 Wildside Press (Ebook): 9781479455607
Publicatiedatum
Ebook: 17 november 2020
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