The Color of Blue
The town of Oakhaven was a place where the most exciting event was the annual corn festival. Ray spent his retirement in a small house with a porch that sagged like a tired shoulder. He spent his days staring at a flickering neon sign of a closed diner across the street, a sign that buzzed with a low, irritating frequency. Ray was the first to notice that the blue was leaving. It started with...
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