“The same wind that blowed so hard the sun came up late and Sunday didn’t get here until late Tuesday evening?” Pastor Patton joined in. “That’s musta been why I missed church last week,” Mr. Winston said. “You missed church because you went fishing!” Pastor Patton retorted. Mr. Winston turned to Spoon Man. “Save me, Spoon Man,” he pleaded. “Tell us a story before the pastor sends me to damnation for a fishin’ trip!” StoriesHumourThe Great DepressionBlack SouthFire Pit Book:Stella by Starlight Source: Stella by Starlight
“Well, what about that storm that blew the crooked road straight?” “The same wind that blowed so hard the sun came up late and Sunday didn’t get here until late Tuesday evening?” Pastor Patton joined in. “That’s musta been why I missed church last week,” Mr. Winston said. “You missed church because you went fishing!” Pastor Patton retorted. Mr. Winston turned to Spoon Man. “Save me, Spoon Man,” he pleaded. “Tell us a story before the pastor sends me to damnation for a fishin’ trip!” StoriesHumourHistorical FictionThe Great DepressionBlack SouthFire Pit Author:Sharon M. Draper