The Prize In My Serial
The Prize In My Serial It is just past noon on Saturday, May 10, 1941. You have waited almost two and a half years for him to return. The line can only be described as organized chaos and you dance, impatiently, from one foot to the other waiting for it to move. You are surrounded by equally impatient school mates, each of you holding your quarter in your fist. The girl in the ticket booth—finally—announces that she is ready to take…