Secrets of Liberty Mountain Yesterday s TomorrowChapter 7
As the applause died down, I took a seat on the table’s bench next to Sheila and tried to relax. I felt like I had just run a marathon. Darlene gave me a warm hug and a glass of cold water and sat with me. I don’t know which I appreciated more; her company, the hug, or the beverage. I guzzled the water down in one long gulp. Public speaking is lonely and thirsty work. The sisters stopped by in ones and twos to exchange small talk with Sheila before retiring for the evening. That was the...