u/Prudent_Baker_2851

Thirty-plus years ago, I got to go on a summer vacation trip to the Daytona Beach area. Something I remember seeing there was a church called the Little Chapel by The Sea. At least, that's what I think the name was. It could have been different, but it was on that main road by the beach. It could have been in Daytona Beach, Daytona Beach Shores, Ormond Beach, or any of those municipalities in the area.

The sign almost had that 50s tourist attraction look to it, and it may have been a drive-in church. I didn't get to attend services, so I don't know what it looked like once you got into the entrance.

I was in the area again for the job I had at the time around 20 years ago, and it appeared to still be there. Is it still there now? I can almost imagine them getting an almost pestilential number of phone calls and visits from real estate developers hoping to buy the property.

This short story was likely set as early as the 1940s WW2 years, but also could have been set in the 1950s. It would have been published in a short story anthology by Scholastic or Bantam or Dell in the 1960s or early 1970s, and would have been aimed at teen or YA readers.

The story begins with a boy having been riding his bicycle and locking it to a bike rack with other bicycles. The setting is in a smaller summer resort-type of town, and the boy would have been one of the summer people. He's in his early to possibly mid-teens.

Seeing the other bicycles reminds him of the word "furter," which he defines in his inner monologue as being a guy who goes around sniffing girls bicycle seats. To him, this is an odd thing to do. He seems to know some things about sexual matters, but is not sexually active.

After locking up his bike, he comes across and begins a conversation with a girl he has met recently who is probably also a summer person in the area. He seems to be a little awkward and lacking in self-confidence, but he hides it pretty well and is able to have a cordial and friendly conversation with the girl. She is the more outgoing and conversational person.

They decide to go for a walk in the woods nearby. This is where my memory gets a little foggy. After they've been walking and talking for awhile, something causes the girl to fall. I think she may have fallen off of a small bluff. She lands on her back. The boy has to make his way down to her. She is moaning and unable to speak, and it seems like her eyes are open but unseeing and unfocused. The boy tries to pick her up and seems strong enough to do so, but his attempt to pick her up causes her to scream. He's initially not sure what to do, but quickly decides he needs to make his way back to town to find help.

My memory says that's where the story ends. The story seemed pretty basic and low-tension until the girl falls. There wasn't any hint that I can remember that something like that was about to happen.

I no longer use my IPhone SE 128GB from 2020, and would like to sell it. It's in good, fully operational condition. It powers up and the screen is working and fully intact with no cracks or scratches. I still have its original box.

The ecoAtm gave me an online offer of $34. A few other online buyers are offering more, such as sell cell and buybackworld. It appears $45 may be the top selling price.

Which of these buyers are reputable, and would any of them pay even more than $45?

TIA

Someone is selling a 1993 Martin D1 on my local marketplace and asking $800. I'm not likely to buy it because it's a dreadnaught and I'm more fond of smaller bodied guitars. But this particular entry-level Martin seems to have its own following, and I'm a little curious. The seller said it has some binding separation and issues with the finish on the neck.

What would cause this, and what could be done to fix it? I can imagine it getting exposed to insect repellent, or someone wrapped it in plastic and the plastic outgassed, or heat caused them to stick together. I really don't know.

Can it be fixed?

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