More Than Memory
Chapter One
August 1958
SHE WAS HOME. SHE HAD LIVED IN CHICAGO FOR quite a few years, but
she had always considered Iowa as her home.
Over the years since she last had been here, she'd forgotten how hot
and sultry it was in summer and how high the country roads were
graded to allow the winter's snow to blow off and into the ditches
on each side. She'd forgotten the miles and miles of cornfields,
though she was once again amazed at how corn could be knee-high by
the Fourth-a farmer's standard for a good crop-and be well over six
feet tall in time for the county fair in the middle of August.
Nelda drove slowly through Mason City, remembering marching down
Federal Avenue with the Clear Lake High School Band on Band Festival
Day. Lute had met her, and they had sneaked away to eat a hamburger
before she had to board the school bus back to Clear Lake.
She passed the fairgrounds, where acres of cars and stock trailers
were parked, and the grandstand,? where rodeos were held. A Ferris
wheel was spinning, and pennants were fluttering. During her other
life, she had been there, holding tightly to Lu ... read full excerpt from More Than Memory ebook
