Spunk by Zora Neale Hurston

bookshelves: winter-20142015, shortstory-shortstories-novellas, e-book

Read on February 10, 2015

Opening: A giant of a brown-skinned man sauntered up the one street of the Village and out into the palmetto thickets with a small pretty woman clinging lovingly to his arm.

“Looka theah, folkses!” cried Elijah Mosley, slapping his leg gleefully. “Theah they go, big as life an’ brassy as tacks.”

All the loungers in the store tried to walk to the door with an air of nonchalance but with small success.

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