This is amazing.
By J.A Scarrott
It was a cloudless morning, golden light showered down upon the small town of Appiton. Quaint and quiet village folk slowly stirred as they carried out their morning routines. One such person was Marianne Mumford, who skipped her way down one of the winding village streets.
“Good morning Mr Thomas!” She called out joyously, waving a hand in the air.
An elderly man, who had just stepped out from the local post office, straightened his old, crooked spine as the young girl approached. With a large, leathery smile he replied, “Good morning Miss Mumford. Off to work I see?”
“I’ve been reading some of your articles in the Apple Press you know,” The old gentleman waved a copy of the town’s newspaper, before tucking in back under his arm. “Keep up the good work missy.”
“I will Mr Thomas. Have a good…
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