The Illusion Of Plurals
gv simoni
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Size: 6" x 9"
Binding: Perfect Bound
The cluster of buildings that was MacKensie sat in its cleared patch of forest in its valley all hemmed about by ridges, the sky immense overhead, the stars galling with their glow and twinkle. The midnight darkness was complete save for a small pool of light shining through the shaded windows of the Crosscut Cafe and from the bare bulb above the post office door. MacKensie slumbered. Across the street from the cafe, flickering loops of red neon proclaimed Bights Saloon. Tattered flagging hung limp from the eaves of Wagnall's service station. The 4th of July loomed. And so did the outcome of a bet between two of MacKensie's rather iconoclastic citizens. Joe Murchison and Willard Crenshaw ...