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An Elderly Woman in a Small Town on Thanksgiving, fiction

“Hello?”

“Hi, Donna. Is the family coming to see you?”

“Not this year.”

“Well don’t make any dinner plans, okay?” Francis said.

Later, the Clark family filed out of their house, carefully carrying steaming pots and glass containers.

When she saw her neighbors walking up the steps, Donna’s eyes glistened.

(In case you were wondering, Pearl Jam’s song, Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town, inspired my story’s title. Though the song lyrics and this story are vastly different, I couldn’t help myself!)

Thanks to all who read and write “by the fire” with me. You’ve made this a special place, and I am grateful for our connection!

-Justin

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A Client's Gift

She barely understood what she was telling the customer calling about his bill. Her first month on this job had been so disheartening. After she explained the solution to him, he thanked her, saying how well she spoke and she had a promising future. Hanging up, she burst into tears.

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