Wake for Susan • America Mag


Wake for Susan by Corman Mccarthy on the next issue of America
Wes picked up his rifle and started slowly for home. He still had the yard to mow. A well worn path led through the cool shade of second growth hardwoods – oaks and hickories. The damp-leaf- carpeted woodland floor was punctured haphazardly with moss-padded grey limestone. The path led past the remnants of an abandoned quarry.