Gus Moon: All Original

By Patrick Barcus It’s mid-February, four degrees Fahrenheit… …minus eleven with the wind chill. Pillars of ghostly snow are picked up by the breeze and dance a ring around the Putnam County Courthouse. I sit in my car, heater cranked, waiting. My phone rings. On the other end is Gus Moon. He tells me the …

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