Kentuckians Stories

The considerate blinds subdued the sun's rays eager to announce the dawn of the new year. After all, politeness should be shown to those still recovering from their New Year's Eve party. One stream of sunlight, however, snuck through and highlighted Miss Patty laying on the floor. She rolled over and fluttered her eyelashes, allowing her pupils time to adjust to the intrusive– Bloody hell. Forget it. I'm too knackered to...