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Submitted to Contest #124
I use the faded map to get my bearings as best I can. I trace my route along the creek and feel my fingertips tingle with excitement. I hear the echo of my great-granddaddy’s words, “last I knew they was hidin’ in some holler near the ol’ creek we all used to live on.” Best I could tell, the whole of Kentucky lived on a holler on a hill near a creek, just some had roads to ‘em and some didn’t. My whole family, especially my folks think I’m crazy. But I just had to come look, and in the end Pop let me use his rusty fa...
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