By Ann M. Streetman
Copyright 2011 Ann M. Streetman
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In my book, Venturing into Digital Storytelling - A Grandmother’s Guide, I mentioned my grandmother’s Victor Victrola of the 1920s and said, “I’d like to think that my grandfather surprised her with it one day when they lived in Dallas during that era.” This short story describes how that might have taken place. It is a tale of fiction with historical roots.
Mary Dalton looked in her dresser mirror, brushing her hair away from her face and into a fresh knot on the back of her head. No fancy finger wave bob for her. She slipped her coat onto her tall sparse frame and hurried to put on her hat. She wanted to catch the next streetcar downtown. She had some important shopping to do.