The River's Child

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The River's Child

The Mississippi didn't run so much as it lay, thick and brown and slow, like a sleeping animal that might wake at any moment. Ellis McCullough knew this the way he knew the back of his own hands. He had been fishing these banks since he was old enough to hold a rod, and he knew which bends held catfish and which stretches were deep enough to drown a man. He was thirteen, thin as a reed and just...

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