Today, I share a contemporary piece.
I have shared six sentence scenes from short stories related to my book, Sons of the Edisto. The Good Year is a fresh story in the sense I have not done anything with it yet. I have not shared it with anyone. I’ve only edited it a few times. Inspired, I wrote the story about one year ago.
What I share now is the current opening. I plan to make changes as time allows over the coming weeks.
Salley knew of a bar. He knew many. He dragged Jeremy to every sand pit between Bowsman, South Carolina and the Georgia line. Regular bars looked like Italian restaurants compared to the ten-cent places Salley took Jeremy.
“This place is way out,” Jeremy said.
Pine trees outnumbered the cars on the two lane road.
By Rebecca T. Dickinson
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