He’d worn the gray suit twice before—when he married Fae, his beloved wife of 72 years and when his daughter wed the Jamieson boy.
Otherwise, Bill Hitchings wore the same uniform: faded blue jeans
and a flannel shirt. Still did, after passing the running of the farm to his
capable daughter.
And now he looked awkward in the gray suit that Fae insisted
he wear.
She heard murmurs that Bill would be more comfortable in his
work clothes. But some occasions don’t call for jeans and plaid. And this was
one of them.
After all, Bill was going home.
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