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Poor Valley Witch: Further on Down the Road
Read more: Poor Valley Witch: Further on Down the RoadCome in. The whisper came at the heels of the deafening, echoing knock. He could not. He couldn’t do it
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Poor Valley Witch: Dead Dog
Read more: Poor Valley Witch: Dead Dogpeople had crept in here like feral dogs, squatting and furtively building mean homes, scrounging for ginseng, paw paws and other wild things to live on.
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Poor Valley Witch: Getting Started
Read more: Poor Valley Witch: Getting StartedHe’d always be in-between, not quite country and not quite city, and it gave him the unique perspective that came with being an outsider no matter what.