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Bob Stepp's Blog – December 2012 Archive (1)

Quiet Time

He sat at the head of the kitchen table bathed in the almost garish light of a single bare bulb directly over the table, and like his Mother before him he sipped a little of the morning’s first cup of coffee from the saucer instead of the cup. He always drank two cups, no more, no less of hot, black, percolated coffee and smoked one cigarette rolled from Prince Albert tobacco in a pouch while sitting at that table. He never said a word as he sat there, his chair turned sideways to the table,…

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Added by Bob Stepp on December 7, 2012 at 1:00pm — 2 Comments