Six Sentence Sunday: Laid To Rest

This is the introduction to the story I've just finished, "Laid to Rest." It has been in the making for a long time and some of you may remember Richie, Tommy Ray and Darlene from previous posts last year. The story stalled on me for a long time until it finally dawned on me to make it Darlene's story.  Then, it flowed. Maybe because I just love Darlene and her attitude. The story will be part of my Down Home Humor series and published in June.

On a pleasant summer night in 1957, the womanizing mayor of Clayburn, Mississippi, Clifford Earl Stroud, the Third, died the way no married man wants to die.

This surprising calamity changed the lives of  Darlene Higginbottom, who had dreams of Hollywood as well as Richie Underwood, an unemployed service station attendant with a talent for playing the fiddle. And Tommy Ray Petty, whose daddy had stared at Tommy the day he was born and said, "Damn, this boy looks stupid. Are you sure he’s mine?"

Now, in Darlene’s own words, here is the story of what really happened that fateful night when she took the mayor for a ride in more ways than one. . .

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