Suzanne had the corner table at the art fair, next to the insanely popular corn on the cob stand. Their line wrapped in front of her display of black and white photos.
Not much she could do. If they rerouted the corn line it would block the table for the women’s shelter for which the art fair was created to benefit.
She decided to accept her fate, write …
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