Grayslake, Illinois


by Rebecca Johns

Beautifully executed, vivid and evocative. You took me to the Rodeo. I was there, watching you, your uncle, the yearling. Seeing him die without seeing him die. I gasped at that horrific moment in the dark.

I never saw your comment until today--thank you, thank you!

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