The farmhouses met at the crossroad, and while the placement encouraged sharing, the brothers only shared a mutual fear of their neighbor. Terrible noises escaped the house at dinner time. That was, after all, the only time Albert could practice the saxophone.
Copyright © 2019 Michael Shawn Sommermeyer
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This is a fantastic story.
It is incredibly difficult to formulate with so few words.
Very engaging. And ended with a laugh. Very nice.
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