Frank's Place

By C. A. James

Clyde Travis inherited Frank's place - a general store in the heart of the Texas Hill Country - from his father. Life seems to have passed him by, and now his wife is seriously ill. Late one evening, after closing the store, a white Ford Fusion pulls into the store parking lot. Having drank far too much that evening, Clyde is not sure whether or not he's drunk or hallucinating when he sees four strange creatures exit the Ford. Their strange request? An order of French cheese and honey, please and thank you.

• Language: English
• Publisher: C. A. James
• Release date: Jul 22, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301251148

C. A. James

C. A. James is the pen name of the two coauthors of the novel: Sweetie's Song - Of Angels and Innocents, and the short story: Disposable. We live in a cottage in the Texas Hill Country (along with the four characters that appear in Sweetie's Song). Between us we have had 11 books and 360 articles published - including 3 best-selling books and 4 award-winning articles.

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Frank’s Place

by

C. A. James

Frank’s Place

Copyright 2013 C. A. James

All Rights Reserved

This short story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. All trademarks are the property of their respective owners.

Cover Photo: Bluebonnets in bloom on the road to Frank’s Place,

Photographed by James Ignizio. Used with Permission.

Bent Spur Press

Georgetown, Texas

http://www.sweetiessong.com/

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The years of our life are three score and ten, or even by reason of strength, eighty; yet their span is but toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away.

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Table of Contents

Frank's Place

Welcome to Frank's

Back for Seconds

A Waiting Game

Happy Birthday!

A Meadow that goes on Forever

French Honey

About the Author

Afterword

Preview of Sweetie's Song: Of Angels and Innocents

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Welcome to Frank’s

I reckon I’ve pretty much always been a failure. And now I guess I’m turning into a stinking drunk. That’s pretty much what I was thinking just right before I saw them. It must have been about 2 a.m. I was sitting at a table next to the front window, a half-empty bottle of Wild Turkey to keep me company – along with three losing lottery tickets on the floor. That’s when the car, a brand new white Ford Fusion, pulled into the parking lot and stopped a few feet from the entrance.

I’ve got to tell you, what happened next threw me for a loop. No, I take that back, it was more like it froze me rigid. The passenger side window on the car was rolled down and, one after another, four little creatures crawled out. Once they landed they gathered in a circle. No, I take that back, it was more like a football huddle.

Every once in a while the tallest one – I say tallest, but still no more than two feet high – would point to the front door of my place. There was a lot of head shaking, more discussion, more pointing