Muddy Fields
Wade found the gong in the yard behind the gas station. It was half buried in weeds. Tall grass, maybe three feet high, the kind of grass that grows wild when nobody cuts it for a year. Wade was clearing the yard because the man who owned the land—old man Pemberton, who lived in a trailer two miles down the road—had told him to, and Wade was the kind of man who did things when people told him...
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