NO MORE AN ISLAND
Copyright © 2010 Henry Jordan - All Rights Reserved
Published by Hank10 Publishing at Smashwords
It was almost ten o’clock on a Tuesday morning in late June, 1920. The hot rays of the summer sun were softened by the leaves of the large mimosa tree in the front yard. Nature’s yellow fireball in the sky was directing its revealing radiation right through the screen in the front door. Filtered light fell gently across her face as she looked out, watching the handsome young man walking along the sidewalk. Jake Johnson saw her and turned his head smartly to the left, flashing his best big smile.
Inside Jake’s mind, the sunlight turned her honey blonde hair into angel’s hair, as he continued to strut westward along East Main Street toward the business section of Oakswood. He was just on his way to work. He could set his own working hours now in his new job as an automobile salesman because he worked on commission only. Before he passed her house, he had been thinking about the shiny new Model A Ford demonstrator he would get this week. Mr. Moses had promised him the next roadster to roll off the railroad car when the new shipment arrived at the depot Friday, direct from Detroit.