Chapter 675

  George

  Chicago, Illinois 1962…

  "MR. SAUNDERS, DID you shovel my walkway again?" Mrs. Donahue, my elderly, widowed neighbor asked as she carefully made her way down her front steps.

  "It's no problem at all, Mrs. Donahue." I waved for her to stay put. "I had to clear my walkway, so I just thou...

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