A Song for Norma: The room was simple, touched only by the quiet hum of afternoon light streaming through the curtains. George Strait stepped inside, his guitar resting easily in his hands, a familiar smile lighting his face. Across the room, Norma Strait looked up from her chair, her eyes already softening at the sight of him.
A Song for Norma: George Strait’s Quiet Serenade The room was unadorned, yet it carried…
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