“Well it all just sounds so fascinating Tillie. Seraph Club. Dean Martin!”
“And James Dean the week before. We just missed him!”
Tealy turned to Tillie. “I’m sorry. I know. One of your heroes.”
“Marion, Indiana,” she spoke. “I was there when it happened.”
Tealy pats Tillie’s near hand. “I know.” Tears began falling from her face, splashing onto Tealy’s hand even. She changed.
“But looks like he’s back!” Tealy then encouraged.
“Marion, Ohio this time,” spoke a transformed Tillie, clutching the L$50,000 tight in her his lap.
Sunklands 