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The Paterfamilias

Helen stood over the stove.  Sizzling ground beef filled the room with crackle and the promise of hamburger. ‘You were telling me about Mitchell,’ Helen said. ‘Right.  So I didn’t hear it from him but from Cathy.  I guess Drysdale’s been kicking the Hattiesburg PD’s ass for months, ever since Bowers went to trial.’ ‘And […]

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