The Horse Man of Bayou Rouge
The Horse Man of Bayou Rouge The bayou breathed that night, or maybe it was just the heat pressing down on the delta like a wet blanket that nobody could wring out. Jedediah Crowe rode through the swamp with a stolen horse behind him and a bag of cotton money in his saddlebag that he did not deserve but would take anyway, because the men who owned it deserved it far less. He was a lean man with...
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