The Long Weekend
Something About Sunset Corp.
There was an elephant in the Farmer’s Market food court. Not a literal one, but the kind that came in with a tall, lanky man who looked more out of place than an actual elephant. The outside food court of the Farmer’s Market was a good place to eat on a hot day. Food vendors hocked their goods in the big converted warehouse while a nice patio area with cement tables and chairs sat outside. An ice cream cart was stationed right by the entrance to the market.
The big building the Farmer’s Market occupied was once a warehouse for a long-demolished factory from World War II. Where the factory once stood and made ammunition for the fighting boys overseas was now a city park with a historical marker. The warehouse, which was sturdy and somehow withstood the hurricane that destroyed the factory, was bought by a private company and over the years became a farmer’s market. Fresh produce, fresh hone