The Secret Hum Of A Daisy (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
I half expected someone named Old Smokey to be lounging on one of the cots, drunk and singing about his mother, but the cells were empty. The cots new. He sat at the front desk, pondering a game of Scrabble he had set up on an old-fashioned TV tray. When he saw it was Grandma, he stood up suddenly, the tray almost falling over. Once he got the tray settled, he ran a hand over his bald head like he was smoothing invisible hair. Grandma set the soup on the desk. “I see you’ve been cheating again.” “I’m playing against myself. As long as we both follow the rules I make up, I figure it’s fine. However, if you were to play, then I’d follow the rules to a perfect T.” Sheriff Bergum laid down a series of tiles that spelled WINDORF. “That’s a type of salad, in case you were wondering. My favorite, as a matter of fact.” “I’m sure you mean Waldorf.” “Perhaps if I had some real Windorf salad, I might remember how to spell it.”
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