Mildred, the Church gossip and self-appointed arbiter of the local congregation's morals, kept sticking her nose into other people's business. Several members of the congregation were ... unappreciative ... of her activities, but, as the old saying goes, to fight a rumour is to give it strength: and so they remained uneasily silent, wary always of giving her a pretext to focus on them.
Came the day when Mildred happened to see a new member's pickup truck parked all afternoon in front of the town's one and only bar. At once she accused George of being an alcoholic. After all, she claimed, everyone seeing the truck there would know exactly what he was doing.
George was a man of few words. Faced with her accusations, he stared at her for a few moments, and then just silently walked away. He didn't explain, defend, or deny. He said nothing at all.
However, later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup truck in front of Mildred's house ... and left it there all night.
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