Mary Pat Musick — The Monarch Review
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Thursday, July 3, 2014 10:07 — 0 Comments
Will liked that the park was neglected, and inconvenient for anyone who knew him. The few visitors were strays, like the woman on the bench a buckeye tree over, closer to the gate. For several weeks she had arrived on Fridays, at noon, in a tatty coat and hat, sat a half-hour or so looking expectant, then dallied out, alone. He was intrigued.
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