book-review

  • Chapter Thirty Five: The Scroll of Benediction

    It began on a crisp morning, just after fog had lifted off the hills like a spirit finally letting go. Ma had ventured out of the holler on a quiet errand, fetching dried sumac and a spool of blessed thread.… Continue reading

  • Chapter Twenty: The Dexters

    (Where good manners wear thin, and Ma don’t miss a thing) They rolled into the holler at dusk, Dexter, Dexter II, and a quieter, leaner shadow the cousins dubbed Dexter III. Said they were wanderers, helpers, here to lend a… Continue reading