After the Magic
On the courthouse lawn stood two gleaming statues of golden stone, a man and woman holding hands, smiling at each other. Both stood on no base but their own feet and possessed such detail it seemed they might stroll off. Before them, a mother and little girl stood bathed in twilight; the mother turned to an elderly man on a metal bench alone. “We’ve been admiring the statues.” She lifted her hands. “So life-like…” He pulled out a handkerchief and mopped his bald head. “Beautiful, aren’t they?” The little girl looked from the statues...
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