My Sister, my Cohort?

By Tina Cosby

"Aunt and Uncle" is a heartfelt story of simple times spent with family

at the authors Aunt Carley and Uncle Jack's House.

"THE SQUIRREL"

Is a comedy that warns people about what happens when they catch a

Squirrel.

"HE SANKA"

Is a comedy that comes down to the authors sister Kim not being able

to spell.

"THE COAL BUCKET"

Kim and the author go to great lengths to fill our buckets with coal

so that we didn't freeze one winter.

When two girls find a half bucket of paint "THE LILAC OUTHOUSE"

gives their family the prettiest outhouse in the neighborhood.

"THE APPLE ORCHARD" tells a story of four kids who go back for

a box of salt and end up trying to cross an electric fence without anyone seeing them.

"KILLERS ON THE HIGHWAY." Is a crime drama of kidnapping,

murder and lies.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tina Cosby
• Release date: Jun 15, 2024
• ISBN: 9798227913845

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by: TINA COSBY

©Copyright by Tina Cosby, 2024

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All Rights Reserved No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. The stories, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products are intended or should be inferred.

I want to dedicate this book to my family. My two sisters Debbie (sis), and Kim. My husband Tim. My son Ryan, and wife Mindy. My daughter Jessica, and my grandson Neyland.

"MY SISTER MY COHORT ?

We grew up in a simpler time, when kids played outside till after dark, when kids didn't speak until spoken to. I remember carrying water on Saturday, for doing laundry. I remember mom’s ringer washing machine, and how I got my arm stuck in it once. My sister and I grew up in a very rural town in Kentucky. Some of you may have heard of the town. Harlan Kentucky, yep it is, Bloody Harlan. A coal mining town. Or it once was. I wasn't there for the bloody relatives there. My little sister was born there a year later. These stories are about us.

We lived on Cawood Hill. There was a road that went down to the highway.

My sister was