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Cartin's Brick, fiction by Jarrid Deaton

My daugh­ter, Laney, she got preg­nant not long after her six­teenth birth­day.  Me and Nora were dis­ap­point­ed, sure, but we didn’t come  down on her with lec­tures or anger. We just told her that we’d help out as much as need­ed, … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Bonding, by Jarrid Deaton

My father, an old slaugh­ter­house man, decid­ed to keep hens on our prop­er­ty around my twelfth birth­day. The coop was an unbal­anced struc­ture that sat close to the cold white bricks of the slaugh­ter­house and just down from our garage. … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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