Uncle Clete's Bell — Nancy Knight

Come sit on the porch a spell. Let's talk about times gone by and folks we remember, about slow summer evenings and lightning bugs in a jar. Listen to the music of the creaky swing, hand-cranked ice cream, and cicadas chorusing in the background. Let's talk about the way things used to be in the South--and, for some of us, the way they still are. Fix yourself a cold glass of sweet tea and indulge in this charming collection of original short stories...