Zac Brown Band Tour Schedule & Tickets in West Palm Beach in West Palm Beach, Florida For Sale

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Coral Sky Amphitheatre
West Palm Beach, FL
Sunday
11/15/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Fenway Park
Boston, MA
Friday
8/7/xxxx
6:30 PM
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Fenway Park
Boston, MA
Saturday
8/8/xxxx
6:30 PM
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Fenway Park
Boston, MA
Sunday
8/9/xxxx
6:30 PM
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Nationals Park
Washington, DC
Friday
8/14/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Citizens Bank Park
Philadelphia, PA
Saturday
8/15/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Darien Lake Performing Arts Center
Darien Center, NY
Sunday
8/16/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Citi Field
Flushing, NY
Friday
8/21/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Citi Field
Flushing, NY
Saturday
8/22/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Bethel Woods Center For The Arts
Bethel, NY
Sunday
8/23/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Molson Canadian Amphitheatre
Toronto, Canada
Thursday
9/3/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Molson Canadian Amphitheatre
Toronto, Canada
Friday
9/4/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Hersheypark Stadium
Hershey, PA
Saturday
9/5/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Saratoga Performing Arts Center
Saratoga Springs, NY
Sunday
9/6/xxxx
7:30 PM
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Wrigley Field
Chicago, IL
Friday
9/11/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Comerica Park
Detroit, MI
Saturday
9/12/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Klipsch Music Center
Noblesville, IN
Sunday
9/13/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Del Mar Fairgrounds
Del Mar, CA
Friday
9/18/xxxx
TBD
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Isleta Amphitheater
Albuquerque, NM
Wednesday
10/7/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Ak-Chin Pavilion
Phoenix, AZ
Thursday
10/8/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Hollywood Bowl
Los Angeles, CA
Friday
10/9/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Hollywood Bowl
Los Angeles, CA
Saturday
10/10/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Shoreline Amphitheatre - CA
Mountain View, CA
Friday
10/16/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Gexa Energy Pavilion
Dallas, TX
Friday
11/6/xxxx
7:00 PM
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The Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion
Spring, TX
Saturday
11/7/xxxx
8:00 PM
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Austin360 Amphitheater
Austin, TX
Sunday
11/8/xxxx
11/8/xxxx
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MidFlorida Credit Union Amphitheatre At The Florida State Fairgrounds
Tampa, FL
Friday
11/13/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Coral Sky Amphitheatre
West Palm Beach, FL
Sunday
11/15/xxxx
7:00 PM
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with the high-backed horsehair chair, the faded rag carpet, the row of books on a shelf, the engraving of "The Surrender of Burgoyne" over the stove, and the mat with a brown and white spaniel on a moss-green border. And then her mind travelled to Miss Hatchard's house, where all was freshness, purity and fragrance, and compared to which the red house had always seemed so poor and plain. The rain had drenched her, and she began to shiver under the thin folds of her dress. The younger woman must have noticed it, for she went out of the room and came back with a broken tea-cup which she offered to Charity. It was half full of whiskey, and Charity shook her head; but Harney took the cup and put his lips to it. When he had set it down Charity saw him feel in his pocket and draw out a dollar; he hesitated a moment, and then put it back, and she guessed that he did not wish her to see him offering money to people she had spoken of as being her kin. The sleeping man stirred, lifted his head and opened his eyes. They rested vacantly for a moment on Charity and Harney, and then closed again, and his head drooped; but a look of anxiety came into the woman's face. She glanced out of the window and then came up to Harney. "I guess you better go along now," she said. The young man understood and got to his feet. "Thank you," he said, holding out his hand. She seemed not to notice the gesture, and turned away as they opened the door. SINCE her reinstatement in Miss Hatchard's favour Charity had not dared to curtail by a moment her hours of attendance at the library. She even made a point of arriving before the time, and showed a laudable indignation when the youngest Targatt girl, who had been engaged to help in the cleaning and rearranging of the books, came trailing in late and neglected her task to peer through the window at the Sollas boy. Nevertheless, "library days" seemed more than ever irksome to Charity after her vivid hours of liberty; and she would have found it hard to set a good example to her subordinate if Lucius Harney had not been commissioned, before Miss Hatchard's departure, to examine with the local carpenter the best means of ventilating the "Memorial." The day after their drive to the brown house was "library day," and she sat at her desk working at the revised catalogue, while the Targatt girl, one eye on the window, chanted out the titles of a pile of books. Charity's thoughts were far away, in the dismal house by the swamp, and under the twilight sky during the long drive home, when Lucius Harney had consoled her with endearing words. That day, for the first time since he had been boarding with them, he had failed to appear as usual at the midday meal. No message had come to explain his absence, and Mr. Royall, who was more than usually taciturn, had betrayed no surprise, and made no comment. In itself this indifference was not particularly significant, for Mr. Royall, in common with most of his fellow-citizens, had a way of accepting events passively, as if he had long since come to the conclusion that no one who lived in North Dormer could hope to modify them. But to Charity, in the reaction from her mood of passionate exaltation, there was something disquieting in his silence. It was almost as if Lucius Harney had never had a part in their lives: Mr. Royall's imperturbable indifference seemed to relegate him to the domain of unreality. The clergyman from Hepburn seldom came to North Dormer except when he drove over to officiate at the old white church which, by an unusual chance, happened to belong to the Episcopal communion. He was a brisk affable man, eager to make the most of the fact that a little nucleus of "church-people" had survived in the sectarian wilderness, and resolved to undermine the influence of the ginger-bread-coloured Baptist chapel at the other end of the village; but he was kept busy by parochial work at Hepburn, where there were paper-mills and saloons, and it was not often that he could spare time for North Dormer. Charity, who went to the white church (like all the best people in North Dormer), admired Mr. Miles, and had even, during the memorable trip to Nettleton, imagined herself married to a man who had such a straight nose and such a beautiful way of speaking, and who lived in a brown-stone rectory covered with Virginia creeper. It had been a shock to discover that the privilege was already enjoyed by a lady with crimped hair and a large baby; but the arrival of Lucius Harney had long since banished Mr. Miles from Charity's dreams, and as he walked up the path at Harney's side she saw him as he really was: a fat middle-aged man