The Poisoned Grain
The seed came in a brown paper bag with no label. Arthur found it in the back of the feed store, behind a row of rusted plough blades and a stack of cracked buckets. The farmer who ran the store, a man named Hensley with teeth like broken fence posts, didn't even look up when Arthur picked it up. "What's this?" Arthur asked. Hensley shrugged. "Somebody left it. Don't know what it is. Doesn't...
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