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    Way Station
    Way Station
    Way Station
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    Way Station

    By Mary Elizabeth Counselman

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    Two honeymooners desperate for shelter find themselves in quite a sticky situation.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherStart Publishing LLC
    Release dateApr 21, 2016
    ISBN9781682999417
    Way Station

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      Way Station - Mary Elizabeth Counselman

      Way Station

      By Mary Elizabeth Counselman

      Start Publishing LLC

      Copyright © 2015 by Start Publishing LLC

      All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.

      First Start Publishing eBook edition July 2015

      Start Publishing is a registered trademark of Start Publishing LLC

      Manufactured in the United States of America

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      ISBN 13: 978-1-68299-941-7

      Rain whipped at the little car, plastering sheets of water against the windshield faster than the wipers could fan it clear. The man at the wheel, crouched forward to peer through the blinding storm, ran a palm quickly over the misted glass; then smiled and patted the knee of the girl pressed close to his side.

      Honey—we can’t go on in this downpour. Better pull off the highway, at least until I can see three feet ahead! . . . Cold? he inquired tenderly, as the slender body shivered against him.

      The girl shook her head. Just . . . nervous, I guess. She smiled back, with a studied attempt at gaiety. After all, this is my first honeymoon!

      Some honeymoon! The bridegroom, a tall stocky young man, whose army uniform contrasted grimly with his bride’s frilly suit and flower-hat—laughed wryly. For so long I’ve been dreaming of this, slogging around in the rain in Korea . . . A furlough! Ah-h! We’d spend a wonderful, sunny week together in a musical-comedy setting! And what do I get? He chuckled. More rain! Besides, he added sheepishly, I think I took a wrong turn back there someplace. Can’t see any road-signs in all this . . .

      He broke off, slowing the car at sight of a byroad at right angles to the paved highway ahead. Pulling off into it, he discovered it to be the entrance of a gravel driveway, ill kept and deeply pitted with holes. As the car jolted to a standstill, deluged by a fresh downpour, a huge truck rumbled past—dangerously close as it hugged the edge of the pavement. The young soldier whistled; tipped back his cap; mopped his face.

      "Whew! That was close! Can’t tell when those trailers will sideswipe you on a wet road . . ."

      Like a dinosaur’s tail? His bride giggled, snuggling against him. I wasn’t worried, Tom. Not with you driving.

      The boy grinned, and held her close for a moment. "No? I’m glad you have such confidence in me. Wish I had as much! And knew where the merry hell we are!

      He rolled down a window glass. Rain lashed at him as he peered out, straining his eyes

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