by Freida Marie Crump
Greetin’s from the Ridge.
“Herb, get dressed. Church starts in an hour.”
“You better tend to our souls by yourself this morning, Freida. I don’t quite feel up to the Methodists.”
“This ain’t a Methodist issue, Herb. It’s time for church, you’re plumb healthy and we never miss.”
“It’s that Singapore thing, Freida. I think I’ve got it.”
“Herb, whatever you hear about, you get. Your