There is something clean about the smell. It's somewhere old, I smell old polished wood, and stone...a church? perhaps.There is a soft droning sound... It's not unpleasant or pleasant. It just consumes the room. It's all I can hear. It's like...a pipe organ, playing notes that don't belong together. but it's not. Maybe it's wind, howling through an opening somewhere...but it's too constant, and unchanging. There are brief sensations of terror, but I don't know why, almost like dementia,. Lucille had the stove going and was in the process of cooking up grits to go with the eggs and bacon she already had cooked."Do you suppose David would like a breakfast steak to go with this?" Lucille asked. "I have a couple of salted steaks. They're soaking to pull some of the salt out, in the cooler. It wouldn't take anything to fry up one for him. I put them to soak last night when y'all decided to stay." Yes," Angela replied, "I think that would be nice. Thank you so much." It's not a. More

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