In the small town of Riverside Millford, streets crisscrossed under a dense web of power lines.
The weather was nice today, with a bright sun overhead. At a street corner, several women in their thirties and forties sat outside, toweling their freshly washed, dripping hair.
Golden sunlight poured down. As the weather turned colder, most women in town avoided washing their hair at night. Instead, they’d wait for a sunny day, clear their afternoon schedule, and make washing their hair the top priority.
And so, a few of them sat on small stools, chatting idly as they dried their hair.
Mid-conversation, a black sedan slowly drove into town. The license plate was unfamiliar, not from around here.
The chatting women paused, their attention captured by the strange vehicle.
“Hey, whose relatives are visiting? I’ve never seen that car or that plate before.”
“That’s a luxury car! Of course you haven’t seen it! When I went to the city with my son, we almost rear-ended a white car, and it had the same emblem as this one—a circle with a star inside. My son said it’s crazy expensive, costs hundreds of thousands, maybe even a million dollars!”
“Holy cow, you’re kidding me! So expensive! I wonder which family has such rich relatives. I’ve got to see this…”
Under the watchful eyes of the women, the black sedan drove another twenty feet before finally stopping in front of the Hayes family pharmacy.
Robert Hayes, wearing his reading glasses, was sitting at the counter.
His family had been in medicine for generations, and he had honored that legacy by learning his father’s trade. For decades, he had been dispensing remedies and seeing patients in this small town.
When he noticed a black car stop in front of his pharmacy out of the corner of his eye, he didn't realize it was his daughter.
She had called long ago to say she was coming today, but it was only three in the afternoon. Robert had assumed that since Averton City was so far from Riverton City, she wouldn’t arrive until late at night. The thought that she might already be here never crossed his mind.
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