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Violet's in Bloom, a romance novel by Glory Lennon

 

Because we are never too old to be in the bloom of a new love


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Violet’s in Bloom will no longer be published on this site. Continual problem have forced me to situate Violet's in bloom elsewhere. The same story can be found in its entirety here: Violet's in Bloom, a serialed novel. I hope you will forgive the inconvenience and follow me there. Thank you so very much for your indulgence.

Chapter 45: Back to square one

They were rather subdued as they stepped into the house. Victor helped Violet off with her coat and hung it up before removing his own. He then slowly followed Violet into the kitchen. He watched her place the pink rose bouquet on the counter along with her small dusty-rose pink purse which matched her dress and shoes perfectly. The sad smile on her face tugged at his heart. Just as he suspected would happen, they were back at square one and he didn’t know what to do about it.

“I was thinking about making coffee. Would you like some?” she asked vaguely, touching the velvety petals of a rose surrounded by Baby’s breath.

“I’ll make it. It’s my specialty, you know,” he joked, hoping to get a real smile from her. It didn’t seem she heard him at all.

She slowly turned, went to the fridge and peered inside. “I could whip you up something to eat, but I can’t imagine you’re hungry. I know I may never be hungry again. I’ve never seen so much food in one place and it was all so delicious,” she said, closing the door again.

“I don’t know about that,” he replied, grinning at her. “Leftovers from Violet’s kitchen can’t compare to catered food.”

“You’re teasing me,” she retorted as she brought down two of her flowery mugs.

“I speak only the truth. I’d much rather have a simple sandwich you make than some extravagant meal from chez tra-la-la,” he said.

“Was that the caterer’s real name?” she asked smiling a little.

“No, but it does make a good one, don’t you think?” he said, happy at last to see a smile.

“You sound like Richard,” she said, shaking her head.

“Do I?”

“Scarily so sometimes.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” he asked, curiously watching her.

She thought on that for a minute with a tiny crease between her brows. Why did he always ask that? She really didn’t know the answer. She changed the subject.

“How did you manage today?” she asked.

“Manage?” he repeated absently as he poured water into the coffee maker.

“How did you manage everything on such short notice?”

“Oh, that. With enough money, you can move mountains, almost literally,” he retorted.

“Wally’s whole family was astonished that you would foot the entire bill for his wedding. So was I in truth, but then, I do know you better than they do.”

“It wasn’t just for Wally, was it? It seemed so important to you,” he said.

“Me?” she said, her eyes wide in surprise.

“Important to you that Karen have a nice wedding,” he replied.

“Nice?” she said, incredulous. “It wasn’t just nice, Victor. It was amazingly beautiful. Some people spend a year planning their wedding and don’t end up with anything that “nice”. The flowers, the food, the music and even the dress…everything was perfect. Karen was dazzling and she was beyond happy. You pulled off a miracle.”

“Now, the dress was a miracle. The rest not so much,” he said grimly.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I was very sure Wally wanted to hit me when I told him he couldn’t come with us to pick out the dress,” Victor said shaking his head. “I even explained that it was bad luck to see her in it before the wedding and he just didn’t care.”

“Can’t blame him. He wanted to spend every last minute with Karen and you had her out for two whole hours! He was frantic,” Violet said reproachfully.

“I wanted to ensure I got the coveted role of walking the beautiful bride down the aisle,” he said looking grumpy now.

Violet understood his expression. “You did have some competition, didn’t you?” she said, hiding her smile.

“Never saw so many vying for one role. Well, not since every guy in my high school wanted to play Romeo to Molly Wolbrock’s Juliet. She was the most popular girl in school, you know. We all wanted the chance to kiss her,” he told her nodding emphatically. “Thought for sure I’d lose.”

“The role of Romeo?” she asked, innocently.

“No, not that!” he shouted. “You weren’t catching me in tights just to kiss a girl. The role of father of the bride, of course.”

Victor frowned remembering how all of Wally’s uncles and even a few male cousins offered to do the task. Karen, although flattered and overwhelmed by all this attention, turned her big blue eyes toward Victor and relief swept over him. He knew then without her uttering a word that she wanted him to do the honor of walking her down the aisle. He couldn’t have been happier.

“Silly man,” Violet said, barely concealing her amusement. “You secured that weeks ago when you took her shopping and helped her with homework and a million other things dads do. You have no idea how many times she told me how much she liked you and how nice you were to her and to Missy. She said she thought you must be a great father for your sons. That’s teen-speak for “I wish he was my dad”, in case you didn’t know.”

He chucked as he poured the coffee and set both mugs on the table before sitting beside Violet. “So, you’re fluent in teen-speak, huh? Next time I can’t figure out what Ronnie’s telling me, I’m coming to you for some proper deciphering.”

“You do that,” she said, getting up, going to the pantry and coming back to the table with a colorful cookie tin.  She opened it and offered him a chocolate chip cookie.

“A bribe for Mr. Sweet-tooth? What, I wonder, could Miss Violet want from him?” he said grabbing a cookie and biting into it.

The smile on her face grew wistful. “They have one day left together,” she said sadly.

“Not much of a honeymoon, is it?” he replied, quickly sobering.

She shook her head as she sprinkled sugar into the coffee and stirred. “It’s so sad and cruel. Now that they finally got together…”

“To have to be apart again…yes, cruel is the word,” he finished for her.

“I wish your miracle-making extended to the Military,” she said in a tiny voice.

“I’m sorry, Violet, but I have zero pull there,” he said, placing his hand on hers. “I did do one thing that I hope will help them a little.”

“More than what you already did for them?” she asked, shocked.

He shrugged. “I gave Wally a prepaid cell phone and I made him swear to me he would call Karen every chance he got. It’s all I could think of,” he said, helplessly.

“Oh, Victor, that’s wonderful,” she said happily. She then pushed the cookie tin toward him. “Here, have another.”

“O…….kay, why?” he asked slowly.

“Isn’t it obvious? It must be all the sugar I keep pumping into your veins that make you super sweet.”

He smiled as he grabbed up another cookie and bit into it. “That must be it.”

They lapsed into silence of an oppressive sort. Just a few days before, the house was alive with sound. Missy’s innocent babbling, Karen happily telling all that happened at school that day, Violet singing along with the radio while pots and pans banged in the kitchen and Victor bursting through the door at the beginning and end of each day to bellow, “I’m home. Where are my girls?” It was the sound, in essence, of a bustling family. That, however, would change now.

It had been decided between Wally and his parents that Karen and Missy should stay with the Cambry’s once Wally went back to the Army. They insisted, in fact. Matt and Alice Cambry had fallen in love with their new daughter-in-law and of course, Missy, their first grandchild. Wally wanted them to be well looked after and included by his family. He had, after all, a large loving clan, perfect for keeping her spirits up while he was away. Alice had even suggested she watch Missy while Karen was at school.

“Why take her to a daycare center when there are so many stay-at-home moms right in the family? Any one of us would love to care for such a darling child,” Alice said, adding with a laugh, “We’ll have to take turns or else there will be fighting over who gets to babysit Missy!”

It seemed Karen had gotten exactly what she had long been wishing for, a family to call her own. Karen and Missy no longer needed the one Violet and Victor had provided.

These thoughts went through their minds as they stared at each other over their coffee mugs and the cookie tin.

“This must be what empty nest syndrome is like…I’m guessing,” Victor said, tentatively.

“It’s exactly what it feels like. When Sophie went to…” Violet’s voice broke and her eyes filled with tears.

“Violet,” he said, squeezing her hand. “I hate to see you cry.”

She shook her head, wiping the tears off her cheeks. “It’s fine. Happy tears, you know. It’s all good. Missy has a daddy who loves her, grandparents and so many cousins to play with and Karen has the love of her life.” She gave him a wobbly smile which just about broke his heart.

“I miss them too,” he said needlessly.

“It just…It just makes me…” Violet stopped and shut her eyes tightly.

“What?” he asked, anxious now. A sense of foreboding crept into him.

She looked up at him with swimming eyes, her lips quivering. “It just makes me miss Richard so much.”

She burst out in heart wrenching sobs. Victor, on automatic, took her into his arms, her tears soaking his pristine white shirt.

They were indeed back to square one.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 44: It's a crime


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The not-so-subtle clearing of a throat made them both turn around.

Victor and Violet stood in the archway. “Hello,” Victor said, staring at the soldier. “Karen, would you mind introducing us to your friend?”

“Oh, uh,” Karen said nervously looking from Wally to Victor and back. “Um, this is Wally Cambry. He’s my…”

“Fiance,” Wally interjected, stepping forward and holding out his hand.

Victor took his hand and shook. “Victor Romanoff,” he replied, just as Missy jumped from Wally into Victor’s arms. “Hi, sweetie. How’s my good girl?” he said to the baby.

“I think someone needs a diaper change,” Violet said holding her hands out to the baby.

Predictably, Missy clung to Victor. “Come on, Missy. Let Auntie Violet change you. Then we can play, okay?” Victor said handing her to Violet. Violet whisked her to the changing table beside the playpen and set to changing her.

“You’re Ronnie’s dad,” Wally said, obviously annoyed that Missy left him for the other guy and was now taken further away from him by Violet.

“Yes. You know Ronnie?” Victor asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

“Yes, Sir. We were on the school soccer team together when he was a freshman and me a senior. He’s a good player,” Wally said, unconsciously slipping an arm around Karen while watching Missy with Violet.

“Well, he always thought so,” Victor said, a crease forming between his brows. “That would make you at least three years older than Ronnie.”

“Only two I think. I skipped a grade in elementary school and graduated early,” Wally said and now he was frowning. What did that have to do with anything?

Victor looked from him to Karen and back, his expression stony. “Fiance, did you say?” he said.

“Yes, Sir. Karen and I will be getting married tomorrow,” Wally said.

“Tomorrow!” Violet shrieked, placing the now clean baby in her playpen.

“Isn’t this a bit rushed?” Victor said.

“No, not really, I wanted to get engaged before I left for the Army but…”Wally stopped to look at Karen.

“He’s only here for a few days. Wally is Missy’s dad, Victor, and... he was my boyfriend before he left for the Army,” Karen said, looking from Victor’s frowning face to Violet’s delighted, albeit surprised one. “He didn’t know about Missy until…”

“Yes, Karen, I understand that, but that’s no reason to rush into marriage. You are too young to be married ,” Victor stated brusquely. “As a matter of fact, I believe you’re too young to be with this….man at all.”

Stunned silence followed this.

“Victor, what do you…?” Violet began.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but what business is it of yours…Sir?” Wally said, coolly polite.

“I’m making it my business because I care about Karen,” Victor replied.

“You are not her father,” Wally countered.

“Wally, Victor’s been very nice to me,” Karen said, nervously biting her bottom lip again.

"That doesn’t make him your father,” Wally told her.

 “No, I’m not Karen’s real father, but since she has no one to watch over her, I’m doing it,” Victor said, smiling at Karen. “She knows I have her best interests at heart.”

“She doesn’t need you. She’s got me,” Wally stated, tightening his grip on her.

 “I disagree. I also happen to a lawyer. I care about the law and those who harm others by breaking it.  You’ve heard of a little thing called statutory rape, Mr. Cambry? I believe you are guilty of that.”

“Victor!” Violet chided.

“Do the math, Violet. He’s twenty-one, Karen’s seventeen. She was under the age of consent and he clearly an adult when he got her pregnant. He took advantage of Karen.”

The blood drained from Wally’s face.

“NO!” Karen shouted. “He didn’t do that, Victor. It wasn’t like that at all. I love him.”

“That has nothing to do with it,” Victor continued, glaring at Wally. “You were a child, Karen, still are in fact, and he was an adult at the time and should have known better.”

To everyone’s surprise, Wally quietly said, “He’s right. I should’ve known better.”

“Wally, you did nothing wrong,” Karen said.

“I did,” Wally replied miserably. Turning to Karen he took her hands and added, “I’m sorry. I didn’t think about what I was doing to you. I just saw you at that party and I fell for you instantly… I didn’t care that you were too young. I’m sorry.”

“Wally, you did nothing wrong,” This time it was Violet who said it, glaring at Victor.

“Violet, I know the law,” Victor said.

“I’m not disputing that, but you obviously don’t understand what it’s like to be young and in love,” Violet said, her eyes blazing.

“That has nothing to do with it,” Victor insisted.

“It has everything to do with it!” she shouted.

“Violet, would you stand by and do nothing if it were Sophie seduced at age sixteen by a twenty year old?”

“Fifteen, actually when we started,” Wally said grimacing. “The Army will think I’m a child molester and they’ll kick me out. I’ll never get into medical school now.”

At this point, Karen burst into tears and Violet was so incensed she actually struck Victor. Of course, this hurt her more than it did him, but she hardly cared.

“You big bully!”  Violet yelled, massaging her painful hand. “Stop it right now, Victor Romanoff, or I swear you’ll never get so much as a crumb from me ever again.”

“This is more important than food, Violet. This is a crime!”

“Yes, it is more important that food. I’m glad we agree on that. But a crime? I don’t think so! Now, sit down!” Violet shouted. Taken aback, Victor just stared at her. “I said sit down. All of you!”

Wally, looking utterly bewildered, but knowing full well how to take an order, grabbed Karen’s hand and sat them both down at the end of the sofa. He put his arm around her and let her cry softly into his chest. He watched as Violet took Missy out of the playpen and placed her on his lap.

“There. That’s better,” Violet said, looking at the trio with pride. “A nice little family, just as it should be.”

“Violet…” Victor started to say but was quickly shushed.

“You’ve said quite enough, Mr. Lawyer man. Now sit down,” she spat at him. She waited for him to sit down in the armchair,  before she went on. “Okay. What we have here is a couple of kids…yes, kids!” she said lifting a hand when Victor made every intent to speak again. “Very much in love, and if you haven’t noticed, they have a child together. And even if Wally didn’t know about Missy at the time, he does now, and he loves her. I could see it the minute they saw each other. I think you can remember love at first sight, Victor, you who are so susceptible to it.”

For a full minute Victor gaped at her. Did she know? How could she?

“And now they want to do right by their child and marry. There is nothing wrong with that,” Violet finished.

“Violet, making one mistake does not give them permission to make an…”

Violet puffed up like an angry goose. “Don’t you dare call Missy a mistake!” she hissed.

“I didn’t say she was and I would never say that. She’s a perfect angel but that doesn’t make any of this right. The mistake was Wally’s.  He took advantage of Karen, an innocent, much too young girl and getting her pregnant just makes it worse,” he said staring at the boy with undeniable disdain. “If you were my son, I’d thrash you within an inch of your life.”

“And how would that help anybody?” Violet asked, utterly exasperated. “Victor, don’t you get it? That hardly matters anymore. The fact is Missy is here, and Karen and Wally are obviously in love and want to make things right.”

“Two kids barely dry behind the ears married? Brilliant plan! Two wrongs don’t make a right, you know,” he said, his own voice getting loud enough to make Missy whimper again.

“And your brilliant plan is keeping them apart? Worked well for Romeo and Juliet, huh?” Violet shouted back.

“I’m hoping they’re not that stupid. The point remains, Violet, Karen is too young to be married especially to someone in the Army. The life of an Army wife is not an easy one,” Victor said.

“That’s true,” Wally said swallowing hard. “Sergeant Mahoney says it all the time, that no one should be married in the Army. I didn’t think of that either.”

“Wally, stop agreeing with this idiot!” Violet shouted.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he replied meekly. He looked at Karen while the adults continued to argue and whispered, “I think you got it wrong about them. Doesn’t look like they’re in love to me. Do they always fight like this?”

“Never, I’ve never seen them like this. It’s all my fault,” she whispered, tearing up again.

“It’s not your fault. It’s mine. I’m sorry. Maybe I should leave,” he mumbled.

“Please, Wally, don’t leave me again. I couldn’t take it,” she said clinging to him.

Victor almost laughed…almost. “Violet, wasn’t it you who said, not too long ago, that Karen needed a mother, and haven’t you provided a family for her?”

“What of it?” Violet asked.

“Well, now you’re saying she doesn’t need any of that, that she doesn’t need a mother anymore. Suddenly she can be all on her own again, raising Missy alone. And she will be alone even if she’s married because the Army wife is pretty much on her own,” Victor said, triumphant.

“A girl never outgrows her need for a mother, especially when she has a child of her own,” Violet said, her eyes despite her efforts, filling with tears.

Victor’s smug expression turned to a grimace. He hated seeing her cry. He closed the distance between them and grabbed her shoulders hoping she wouldn’t pull angrily away. When she didn’t he said, “Violet, I don’t want to argue with you. While I still believe a crime has been committed and Wally should pay for it, I’ll put it aside for now. But you must see the folly of this marriage. No good can come from these two getting married. The odds are so very much against them, it’s not even funny,” he earnestly said.

“It’s not folly,” she said, wiping at her eyes.

“How can you say that? Statistics prove otherwise.”

“Statistics can be wrong and they will be in this case,” she stubbornly said.

“And how do you know that?” he asked.

“Because…because Richard got me pregnant when I was seventeen, we got married and we’ve been together ever since…or would be if he hadn’t died. Does that sound like one of your statistics? We made it and so can they!”

Victor stood stunned. He realized he should learn when to shut up.

Coming very soon....Chapter 45...just need to find a good title for it!

From Violet's Kitchen


photo by Eric Petruno

Everybody in Catalpa Valley will tell you, Violet Bennett is the best cook around. Even with her arsenal of recipes which she freely gives out to friend and foe alike no one has yet to take her title though many have tried. Here is your chance to try her recipes and see if you won't earn yourself the reputation of the best cook in your neck-of-the-wood.

Way-into-the-Future Chapters

Since it seems some of my fans can't get enough of Violet and Victor it behoves me to supply some future chapters that have been posted to Helium long ago. These are rather far into the future so they may not quite make sense to you yet but in time they will.

They may need a bit of tweeking  once I get to them and to follow my vision of where this story may go but for now they will stand as is and with luck they will entice you to continue reading Violet's in Bloom until the very end.

 

Future Installments


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Every week, barring major catastrophes, a new chapter of Violet's in Bloom will be published on whichever day I feel like posting it. I'll try for Monday but don't count on it. It's not like I don't have other things to do.

Now that the gardening season is coming to a close, I may be more able to pump out each installment more regularly. But as I do still have  my Helium, Self Reliance Works and Glory's Garden duties and all those articles to write, we'll just have to see.  Suffice it to say, I will strive for at least once a week.

Occasionally a new chapter may appear only in the Table of Contents so check there first for links to future chapters.

To ensure you don't miss a new episode, to keep abreast of the occasional added tidbit and for further Zone developments or tiny teasers of upcoming novellas do yourself a favor and subscribe to this zone by clicking the subscribe button at the bottom.

Thanks for putting up with me!


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Comments (1 to 10 of 21)

Glory Lennon
Jan 13, 10 at 05:31 PM
T'was the chocolate cake, wasn't it? Thanks Judy.
Judith C Evans
Jan 10, 10 at 08:03 PM
Wow, Glory, I'm continuing to enjoy every installment! Can't wait to find out what happens between Violet and Victor. Your descriptions of their meal made me hungry, too! This is awesome...I'll say it again: this is awesome!!!
Glory Lennon
Dec 03, 09 at 01:38 PM
Hello, J. Gregory, Catalpa Valley is modeled after my own little Greentown, PA where I currently reside and yes, that picture looks very much like I "see" Catalpa Valley in my mind. Thanks for visiting the zone and Catalpa Valley!
John G Evans
Dec 03, 09 at 04:28 AM
Hi Glory. I am quite new to your novel but am going through slowly to grasp all the dialogue and imagery. One thing on your zone that really stood out for me was Catalapa Valley. Nice place it seems for a small town. Was the photo representative of that location? Please keep up such a nice zone.
Glory Lennon
Nov 09, 09 at 03:31 AM
Thank you, Olivia and Judy. I do appreciate your nice words. To those you haven't yet stumbled across Judy's own novel-in-progress The Explorer, I recommend you check it out and get lost in another adventure. It's way cool!
Judith C Evans
Nov 03, 09 at 09:25 PM
I love this Zone! Thanks for sharing this story; I look forward to reading more.
Olivia Bredbenner
Oct 31, 09 at 05:13 PM
Glory...you are one fantastic writer ..You go girl !! :) Olivia
Jim Bessey
Oct 26, 09 at 07:55 PM
Finally took the time to read #4, chapter 3, Glory. Smiled from start to finish and totally enjoyed it. On to the one you have posted right here. Enjoy your vacation.
Glory Lennon
Oct 09, 09 at 01:09 PM
Of course not, Jim. You must know it is the ghost's choice who he will haunt. You obviously are not haunt worthy!
Jim Bessey
Oct 08, 09 at 09:54 PM
Loved installment 3, too, Glory. You've done a wonderful job painting this complicated family scene. Great dialogue! Can I have a ghost of my own?

Cast of Characters:

Richard Bennett: Fire fighter who dies and comes back as a ghost . He is earthbound because  he doesn't want to leave his wife.

Violet Bennett: Richard's loving widow. Vows to never love another.

Freddy Norton:  Violet’s brother and Richard’s best friend.

Laurie Norton: A talented artist and Freddy’s less-than-perfect but lovable wife.

 Valerie Norton: The Norton’s eldest child, fourteen years old.

Molly Norton: The Norton’s youngest child, age five.

Jimmy Norton: The Norton’s nine year old son.

Nicky Norton: The Norton’s twelve year old son.

Jocelyn Lefleur: A formidable, outspoken, black woman, best friend of Violet and owner of the Mio Caro Bambino Daycare Center.

Missy Cambry: 5 month old baby at the daycare center.

Karen Struthers: Missy’s teenaged mother.

Diane Murphy: Young, single mother who Violet hires to manage the daycare center.

Heather Murphy: Diane’s precious four year old daughter.

Victor Romanoff : Divorced criminal lawyer secretly in love with Violet, good friends with Freddy.

 Mac Smithers:  Best darn fly fisherman in Catalpa Valley (and he’ll tell you that too) now retired and volunteering at the daycare center.

Glady Smithers:  Mac’s wife also volunteering at Mio Caro Bambino teaching needle crafts.

Heidi Romanoff: Victor’s mother who died some years back and has been "guiding" Victor to his happiness.

Helen Gibson: Violet’s friend and co-worker.

Winnie Drexel:  Violet’s friend and co-worker.

Cheryl Fina:  Violet’s friend and co-worker.

Pamela Moyer: Violet’s friend and co-worker.

Simon Romanoff: Victor’s older son, 22 years of age currently attending Harvard.

Ronnie Romanoff: Victor’s younger son, 19 years old and currently attending Wharton’s school of Business in Philadelphia.

Ella Kessinger: Victor’s motherly, protective and to the outside world, Nazi-like receptionist.

Sherry Damask: Four year old girl at the daycare center who fears all men.

Jeffery Pedrowski: 2 year old child at the daycare center who acts rather peculiarly.

Reverend Louis and Flora Trenton: The couple that run Littlest Angel Orphanage.

Wally Cambry: Karen Struther's boyfriend and Missy's father, now in the Army.

What you need to know about Catalpa Valley


photo by Valorie Beaman

This picturesque yet tiny town has one major road predictably named Main Street and you no sooner find yourself on it than you will be off it again. Main Street, approximately two miles in length, is where you will find all that a small town can offer; the town’s only post office, drug store, Wally's supermarket, hardware store, farm supply shop, library, daycare center, Larry’s car care, the Ruffian Bar and Grille, the school complex, the park, the fire station, the church, Mandy’s garden center/florist shop, Tony’s Italian restaurant, Norton Financial Services, the ice cream shop, Jaime’s Deli and a recent addition, the Law Offices of Victor Romanoff.

Off Main Street there are many lesser roads, some still not paved, many with houses, vacation homes and hunting cabins in varying degrees of shabbiness. Some have neat little gardens while others are overrun with weeds and Virginia Creeper vines. Some are surrounded by thick stands of trees while others sit in the middle of large meadows, next to wide hay fields or,  like the Mount Claire Restaurant, sitting peacefully beside the large glacial Lake Cramer.

Catalpa Valley is approximately a three and a half hour’s drive from New York City, roughly two hundred miles northwest. The closest thing to a "real" town around is Oneonta, about 30 miles north of Catalpa Valley. What would classify it as a real town? Well, Oneonta has a K-mart, a Home Depot and a McDonald’s. That is civilization indeed!

Other so-called civilized towns in the area are Davenport where the Mason Mental Institution can be found, East Meredith, considered to be the hub of culture featuring the Beaumont Art Gallery,and the closest thing to Broadway, the Sullum Playhouse, Treadwell, where Al Heller’s Car Dealership can be found and Meridale home of the Weston Botanical Garden . Why are you being told all this? You’ll see soon enough.

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