The Nun, the Flapper, and the Carousel Horse

Sometimes I just need to drive down to the Island and discuss my book ideas with my friend who totally gets me and my obsession with Galveston’s past. It was a good day to wander around downtown and on the beach with our masks on and let our imaginations concoct various scenarios, assess the plausibility of these scenarios, and come up with an interesting cast of characters. I would say it was a most productive day.

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