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Nostalgia

The following is a work of fiction.

The characters, circumstances, and dialogue are products of the author’s imagination.
Any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Tilley’s

© 2011 by Michael E. Gunter LLC

Published in 2011 by Michael E. Gunter LLC





This is a free short story by Michael E. Gunter

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The following is a work of fiction. The characters, circumstances, and dialogue are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.



Thank you for reading my short story. If you are interested, I’ve also included the first four chapters of my novel, BLACKWELL: THE ENCOUNTER BEGINS at the end of this selection. Feel free to read it and share! Thanks! Michael E. Gunter.



Tilley’s

A Short Story by
Michael E. Gunter



I discovered Tilley’s not long after we moved to town. It was a few weeks before Christmas and I joined the rest of the herd in fulfilling the annual holiday obligation. After a disappointing trip to the mall, a kindly old gentleman with a knowing look suggested that I might find something unique at a place called Tilley’s Antiques. I followed his directions and found Tilley’s right where he said it would be. My first sight of the place told me the old guy was right. Unique only began to describe it. The old two-story building was a glorious sight. Decked with all the trimmings of a Currier and Ives painting, the scene transported me back to a simpler time, and for a moment I was reminded of the wonder of so many Christmases I’d known as a child. As I got out of my car, I could have sworn I heard Perry Como singing “I’ll Be Home for Christmas.” But when I stopped to listen, all I could hear were the passing cars and the constant ringing of a Salvation Army Santa at the grocery story across the street. I shook off the remnant of my nostalgia and made my way toward the building.

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