The Old Hunter's Last Stand
I. The swamp doesn't care what you were. That's the first thing you learn when you move down to the bayou and stop telling people what you used to do. You become just another face at the general store, another truck parked by the hardware, another man who fixes boats on weekends and drinks beer on Friday nights and never talks about before. Jasper Mercer moved to Louisiana in the spring of...
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