The Barrel of Oakhaven
The Barrel of Oakhaven The cellar air was thick enough to chew. Silas Beauregard stood before the barrel with a lantern in one hand and a bottle of rye whiskey in the other, and he felt the way he always felt in this room—which was the way a man feels when he is standing in his own graveyard. The walls were damp and the floor was dirt and the darkness pressed against the edges of the lantern...
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