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Submitted to Contest #204
I’ll never forget when my son Will said, “I’ll be an outlaw when I grow up.” We were in the center of town, on the sand-filled main road, in a crowd of a thousand people, watching a hanging. Some families had picnics with a nice spread and chairs, but most of us stood. The angrier folks were pushing against the makeshift fence that surrounded the gallows and was guarded by some men the sheriff deputized every Saturday.It was what my son said that I remember. When he said it I felt a shiver run down my spine, but he was young, only seven year...
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