“Good afterNOOOON, Mr. Davis” interrupted the choir director, who always looked at her watch, then at me, over her glasses, emphasizing that I was late. It was only a few minutes, but she was a stickler about time…
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“Good afterNOOOON, Mr. Davis” interrupted the choir director, who always looked at her watch, then at me, over her glasses, emphasizing that I was late. It was only a few minutes, but she was a stickler about time…
…another episode in the life and times of me and my high school friends. This time, we went after churches.