2573. An immensely ordinary day|
© Bruce Goodman 13 November 2022
It was one of those immensely ordinary days where nothing happens and then…
John was out weeding the garden – his beans to be precise – and Natalia was busy in the kitchen making cabbage and bacon bones soup to freeze for the winter. Don’t get me wrong; sometimes Natalia could be out weeding the garden and John could be in the kitchen whipping up a soup for freezing.
A car slowly went by on the road. Natalia came out to the garden.
“Did you see that car go slowly passed? It’s done it twice.”
“No. I didn’t notice.”
John stood to look.
“Here it comes a third time. It”
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