Cream Leather Chairs

They stop for ice cream, and the store owner tells them about the old man Combs, leaning back in his leather chair, finishes the story of the failed eviction of Ben Forbes. “I do go rambling on, don’t I?” And then he indulges his visitors. There is jam and clotted cream, fancy sugars, slices of lemon (By the way, Donna’s wearing a floor-length dress, diaphonus and flowered, topped with a black