Chapter 1A Chapter by grg
"Your great Grandfather Jordan, that's your great Grandfather on your Grandfather’s side of the family, God rest his soul…your great Grandfather Jordan come home from huntin’, it was a good day, mind ya, a sunny, fall day, good bird huntin' day, an October day, 52 years old, he was just 52 years old and he lays his birds beside the sink, and, well, that drove your great Grandmother crazy, bout everythin’ did from what I remember, and 5 boys in the house growin’ up, and she starts layin' into him, in the usual way, 'bout making a mess and bringin' his birds and gun in the house. Now your great Grandfather, he were'nt well 'bout this time, runs in the family, he was a quiet man everyone says, but there were somethin' brewin' below the surface, she had been peckin' at him for years, who knows what he was thinkin' but he turned that gun on her right then and there in the kitchen, shot her three times, killin’ her in her kitchen strings, right there by the stove, and then he turns that gun on hisself, and blows his very own head off and that was the start of it all..." © 2008 grg |
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Added on February 20, 2008Last Updated on February 20, 2008 AuthorgrgPortland, MEAbouti write late at night...i am tortured until i write...usually self inflicted thumb tacks tooth picks salt water television...i have another account from last year that i haven't figured out how to del.. more..Writing
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