Overheard

Earlyne Jameson The newspaper ad I had placed read, “Wanted to Buy: Old Comfortable Rocking Chair.” My ad was answered and an address was given. THe door was opened by a small woman with white hair drawn into a tight bun at the nape of her neck. She ushered me into her old-fashioned livng room but avoided my questions about the rocker. Instead, she asked about my plans, ...