Fried Chicken Night

Contributor: John Laneri - - A September moon was just beginning to appear when Jarvis Thornton, a quiet, little man, stepped away from the food table and started across the town square. In the air, a hint of fall made the night perfect for an old-fashioned election rally. Smiling broadly, he worked his way through a crowd of people, acknowledging friends and acquaintances. In just two short months, he hoped to be the next mayor of Baxterville, a small community near Waco. From all indications, his candidacy was pulling ahead, especially after the town council had refused to endorse Big Al Slocum, the current mayor and local Chevrolet Dealer. “Howdy folks. How y’all tonight,” he said comfortably, his voice inspired with power. “You’re lookin’ good,” a voice screamed from the crowd. Once on the grass away from the crowd, Jarvis...
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