“She ditched the clothes and the dreadlocks in the filthy trash can before dressing in clean jeans, sweat shirt, and denim jacket. A dark blue wool hat covered her fashionable hairdo. The backpack containing her laptop secure, she ventured out of the restroom and started walking again.As she ambled along the road into town, her mind raced. She’d looked forward to her return here to Ole Miss. She’d loved her college life, loved everything about the area.Maybe, if she was lucky, she really would b...e able to come back again at some point in time to attend the yearly William Faulkner conference. She loved Faulkner and Eudora Welty. Ole Miss now owned Faulkner’s Rowan Oak, his old home. She wanted to see it, to ramble through the rooms, to get a feel for where he created his masterpieces. Allison always made fun of her when she caught her with one of his books. Gwen just shrugged off her passion for the two authors.In just a few months Ole Miss would host the Jazz Reunion. The Reunion was on her list of things to do, too.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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