Stefany Guyon
A Day in the Death
By Stefany Guyon As the violet and sapphire hues of a late spring sky morphed into the rusty glint of dawn, Henry Bergenson, clutching his Winchester .30-30, walked through a field of wild grasses and crocus that stretched across fifty acres outside of Rathdrum. He stopped for a moment to reposition the camouflage knapsack dangling [...]
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