It was an ordinary Saturday in Mr. Lanham’s life. He cut some roses for the store. The weather was “warm and fine all day but trade was very dull.” After work he drove his parents and Dorothy, his clerk, home.
The front page of the Atlanta Constitution included a story that seemed curious to me, about the accidental death of a young Atlanta woman who ha…
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