by John B. Jamison As the congregation sang the last verse of the closing hymn, he made his way to the back of the sanctuary. When he first came to the church, someone had told him that this was where the preacher always stood to shake everyone’s hands, so he dutifully took up the tradition [...]
NOTE: This short story is a part of my challenge to write an ongoing collection of stories based on photos I come across. You can see the collection of photos HERE. These are quick and short stories, not polished or fully edited, partly for you to enjoy and partly for me to see if [...]
NOTE: This short story is a part of my challenge to write an ongoing collection of stories based on photos I come across. You can see the collection of photos HERE. These are quick and short stories, not polished or fully edited, partly for you to enjoy and partly for [...]
