Lorraine was so thrilled about her conversation with the big man at the Nashville club that she couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned in her motel bed and imagined herself as a big star in the Nashville scene. The man … Continued
While Lorraine was guzzling margaritas and rolling around the tile floor with puppies at the home of El Chapo in the Mexican jungle, poor Frederick was beside himself with worry at 44 Cherry Street in Black Mountain. When Lorraine had … Continued
Lorraine was returning to 44 Cherry Street, her arms laden with shopping bags. She had been to Chifferobe and had purchased a new tin of Asheville Grey Tea: so delicious!! Then she drove to Hopey’s on 70 and had loaded … Continued