Redneck Red
The mountain did not care about coal. It had coal in its bones. Layers of it, compressed from ancient forests that had fallen and burned and been pressed into black stone by the weight of oceans that had long since moved on. The mountain held the coal the way a person holds a grudge. Deep. Permanent. Unshakable. Red Harrison lived on the mountain because the mountain was the only thing that had...
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