Somewhere, in an unassuming and God-fearing holler, deep in the Appalachia’s, something untoward had silently slunk into the midst of the kinfolks residing there. ‘He said what!?’ Jameson Bounderville’s face cracked in disbelief, his fingertips resting on the iron handle of the cabin door. Wade Scott managed to catch his breath enough between his fits…

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