Possum and Mule…The Fence…unedited…

I’m in Hattiesburg, my old stomping grounds. It’s where I spent my childhood and teenaged years. It’s the setting of my story Scalawags, Outlaws and Big Fish. The pond where I caught the monster bass is just over yonder hill. Mule sits on the couch partially covered by an egg-white blanket; I sit on the... Continue Reading →

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