"Just a ha'penny, please," said a little boy in a coat that was too small for him, pressing his nose against the display case.

Mrs. Higgins smiled, a tight but kind expression, and used her small metal scoop to retrieve a handful of striped lemon drops—the last of the batch. Outside, the streets were shifting. The old terraced houses were slated for demolition, replaced by modern concrete that didn't smell like coal fires and freshly baked bread.

If you wanted a story from a different context (like the photo of the or the turkey vultures ), just let me know! Hundreds of Turkey Vultures Invade North Durham ... - WRAL