The Secret of Jebediah Vanderhook Part 06

“I don’t know anything,” Jeb says, shaking his head behind the bars. He looks at the ground, shaking his head over and over again as his knees jump and the heels of his shoes tapping the linoleum of the jail cell. We only have three cells for holding prisoners before sending them on their way to their new homes. This cell has seen more drunks and more vandals than it has seen for any other crime. We don’t get crime in Ashwood bend. That’s why we love it here. That’s why everyone loves it here. We pride ourselves in having a safe community, but right now, I’m not sure if that’s a thing any more. Continue reading “The Secret of Jebediah Vanderhook Part 06”

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The Secret of Jebediah Vanderhook Part 06

The Secret of Jebediah Vanderhook Part 02

“Say that again?” David shouts into the cellphone, feeling the bite of the wind against the back of his neck. What a swell time to get a haircut? Who exactly was going to care about the way his hair looked during Christmas dinner? Doesn’t matter, the howl of it is bad enough. He couldn’t possibly have heard what she said. Looking at the tipped over semi in the middle of the road, David watches Luther talking to the bloodied driver.

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The Secret of Jebediah Vanderhook Part 02