Friday evening sherry sat out on the porch in front of the clinic enjoying the coolness, the wooden bench swing gently in the breeze creaking now and again Crikets telegraphed greetings to one another, the sound almost musical in the still of the night.
Evening were her favorite tome. sherry loved to sit outside and think about her day. her life was falling into a pattern now as she adjusted to the good people of Pepper. often she read, or write letters home, mentioning as Norah had done the peculiarities she saw in day to day life in the Lone star star. No doubt she was the peculiar one with her Northern ways l, but folks here had accepted her readily . Norah's birthday was coming soon, and sherry had spent the earlier part of the evening writing her a long , chatty letter.
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