The older brother was drunk. All three of us were, so this wasn’t particularly surprising. What made the incident exceptional was just how drunk the older brother now appeared to be. He had bounded off into the darkness, jumping precariously from boulder to boulder and screaming “Get down! Get down! They’re coming for us, man!” […]
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Remember That Trip Up Old Rag Mountain?
Brian Farr | Uncategorized | 09 3rd, 2022| No Comments »