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In Search of the Loathsome Swine

They got some big wild hogs in Beauchamp County.  The one that ムet my sister weighed 998 pounds.  Lord strike me if Iメm lyinメ.  Rose Marie weighed 95.  She was twelve when that hog ムet her.  She was out behind the shed planting violets when that hog charged out the brush like a runaway truck and snapped her neck and dragged her off. Ma and Pa had gone to Morrisonville for seed and victuals, and my older brothers Ned and Ethan were helping Uncle Lamar shingle his barn.  I was […]

Southern Fried Cthulhu

Gravel crunching under tires roused Orrin Jennings. He looked out the window and saw a black SUV pull up. A well-dressed man got out.  He walked with quick, measured steps with his back straight and his shoulders thrown back as he climbed the steel steps two at a time. Orrin put in a bookmark where heメd been reading his Bible, Job chapter 41. Then he adjusted his leather jacket and wiped dust from his cowboy boots before getting up. He answered at the second knock. モYou must be Sir Cedric Harrison,ヤ Orrin […]

On the Trail of the Loathsome Swine

They got some big wild hogs in Beauchamp County. ᅠThe one that ムet my sister weighed 998 pounds. ᅠLord strike me if Iメm lyinメ. ᅠRose Marie weighed 95. ᅠShe was twelve when that hog ムet her. ᅠShe was out behind the shed planting violets when that hog charged out the brush like a runaway truck and snapped her neck and dragged her off. ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ Ma and Pa had gone to Morrisonville for seed and victuals, and my older brothers Ned and Ethan were helping Uncle Lamar shingle […]