The Curse of Hollow Creek
The summer of 1868 was the hottest anyone in Hollow Creek could remember. The kind of heat that makes the flies drunk and the dirt crack like gunshots and the old men sit on their porches and stare at nothing because moving makes you sweat. Dr. William de Montfort had come back to Hollow Creek three months ago, after the war, after the amputation, after the long gray months in a field hospital...
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