My neighbour, Mark, had been wounded while out hunting, and swore up-and-down that it was something big that had done it. It was the sort of place you were bound to raise a family, you know?Īnyway, there was a lot of hubbub that year about some big thing that had happened around that time. Everyone always knew one another, and so you always knew who was or wasn't trustworthy. I never understood why some other families would up and move to the city, what with all the freedom there was out there in the fields. We had lived on a farm at that time, so we had plenty of space for it and more. I remember it was summer, because I had just finished building my son's old tree-house in the back paddock, and it was hot as hell out there.
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