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I read the post card






The Thinking Man



Bill Rayburn

Copyright 2012 by

Bill Rayburn

Smashwords Edition




Let me tell you a story.


I read the post card. It began benignly enough. Almost touristy, as if she were writing to her mother. Then suddenly, it swerved off the road, through my guard rail, and straight into my heart.

I left you a kiss in front of ‘The Thinker’.”

And she’d signed it simply, or maybe not so simply,

Love Rebecca”.

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