Posted on November 1, 2016 by Lilly
My name is Judith, born in the dead heat of summer, when it was too hot even for a man to spit proper. Mamma said it was so hot that summer, the Paw Paw creek ran dry and you could see little… Read More
Category: Literary Lounge
Tags: Fiction, Literature, short story, West Virginia
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