Butch Smith, I'm Her Son, Helth

Butch smith and his grandpa were walking back to their cars when they got a bad whiff. Grandpa said, yabut don't you go check that tarp ill quick? There was a tarp atop some construction material in front of the garage. And i saw her. It was his mam's body lying face down, with her arms above her head, wrapped in a comforter. She'd been there a while. Butch tried to stay calm as he called nine, one, one, what is your name? Hone. I'm sorry you had to see that, butch. "It made me just physically sick to my stomach"