A Little Pride in Joy


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     They met in June. She was working in the back of the General Store, rinsing out old mason jars to be used for pickling and storing preserves and jams. The sweltering heat of the Georgia sun was unforgiving; dime-sized sweat drops fell from her forehead and raced down her back. Her thin cotton top clung to her body as she finished her task and walked back inside. The General Store had been in Charlotte’s family since the establishment of the small town back in the late 1890s. Her father had handed the reins to Peter when they married and her father had fallen ill. For over twenty years, she and Peter worked side by side, her handling most of the clerical work and manning the front of the store, while Peter took to...

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