Bears
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True
Read fullFrom the east side of Detroit, this is Corner to Corner. I'm Julian Ames. I say it out loud to my windshield at a quarter to four on a Saturday, sitting in my car in front of…
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Ridge Road, Chapter 12 · Four More Days
Read fullBy Thursday morning Lorraine had wiped the whiteboard and started over. I-80 WB CLOSED LARAMIE TO RAWLINS. WYDOT SAYS MONDAY 6AM. I SAY WE'LL SEE. COFFEE STILL FREE. ROOM 112 OWES…
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Up the Hollow
Read fullBy the time the mare would let anybody near her, Ezra Cline's barn was a black frame against the ridge, and the chief had quit coughing long enough to cuss me. "You're going to…
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Ridge Road, Chapter 11 · One-Fourteen
Read fullLorraine kept the road report on a whiteboard behind the front desk, in green marker, and she rubbed it out and wrote it again every time WYDOT changed its mind. At six-forty on…
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Medium Plus
Read full"You're three hours late and you've parked on my crush pad, Agius. Shift it before I put it through the destemmer." Graham Kessner is standing in the winery shed doorway with the…
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Ridge Road, Chapter 10 · Road Closed
Read fullThe leasing office on Harvard opened at eight, and Sam was standing at the glass door at seven fifty-two with a manila envelope under his arm and the engine of the Camry ticking…
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The Garden Key
Read fullRohan Rohan Barrett stood in his mother's kitchen in Vineyard Town with a bin bag in each hand and twenty-six years of Birmingham still in his vowels. The zinc roof banged in the…
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Boil Delivery
Read fullThe first crawfish out of the sack caught Lamar Fontenot by the thumb, and he only shook it off into the ice chest and said, "Feisty batch," and that, first of all, was what…
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Autumn Show
Read fullI have left a tray of kale on the water butt between plots fourteen and fifteen, and for the best part of an hour Tam Moffat has walked past it without picking it up. I am…
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Ridge Road, Chapter 9 · Chili Again
Read fullHank had the key cut at the Ace on Lewis on Tuesday morning and handed it to Sam still warm from the wheel, with no string on it. Sam worked it onto his own ring next to the Camry…
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Fairing
Read fullArlen Coombs has hauled lobster traps off the east side of Little Spruce Island for thirty-eight years and has never once been afraid of the water, so it is a bad sign that he…
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Voice Notes
Read fullFor six years I knew Kayode Balogun as a voice, and at Murtala Muhammed airport at ten past eleven on a Friday night the voice walked up to me in the body of a man in a grey kaftan…