Story #10: "The Knuckleball Artist" (Chapter 20)

The pharmacist, an umpire in a dust cloud, the Final Sunset Nursing Home, Superior Iowa Wines, and a lit firecracker in the palm of your hand.

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CHAPTER 20

THE DAFFODILS

In May, the clouds cleared, and right on schedule, out popped Angry Myrtle’s Daffodil Warning. She erupted in her pew mid-sermon, raised her index finger, and threatened the congregation with the end of spring. “Mark my words! The last of the daffodils! Gone! Gone!” she cried. Then d…