Springtime in Boggs Holler – Chapter Three: Briar Vine
Old Gods of Appalachia
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Caleb Gibson, a Cowboy in the Smoke House
Caleb gibson was bound to the bloody tree by blackened strands of the briar vine that wrapped around his tiny frame like barbed wire on a fence post. As she approached, the binding constricted thorns dug deep into his skin and muscle, and he bled openly from his neck and shoulders. A tendril of the foul vine had erupted from his right cheek, right at the spot a mamma might place a loving kiss, and wrapped around his head and eyes like a cage of black brambles. Ann knew there was no tree. Knew that her body was sitting with the boy back in the smoke house. She knew that the grain and her gift were
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