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The Hanging Tree
The Hanging Tree
The Hanging Tree
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The Hanging Tree

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When three boys from different backgrounds find a tree with a sordid history they learn that some trees have deep roots and mistakes of the past sometimes collide with mistakes of the present.

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Release dateJan 27, 2021
ISBN9781393254027
The Hanging Tree

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    The Hanging Tree - Erik Lynd

    The Hanging Tree

    The Hanging Tree

    Erik Lynd

    Broken Gods Press

    Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Also by Erik Lynd

    Newsletter

    About the Author

    1

    We first learned that it was called the hanging tree from Rudy. He was an old man that sat out front of the Walgreen’s drug store. My dad said that he was older than dirt and he had been hanging around town as long as my dad could remember. He did look old. Deep creases, dark from either sun or dirt lined his face and gathered at a loose flap of skin that dangled just below his chin in front of his Adam’s apple. A wattle is what Ray called it, like a turkey. A battered and grimy John Deer cap perched on his head. From under the cap sprouted unruly slick hair. In spite of what my dad said if anything about Rudy deserved to be compared to dirt it was his hair. I was not sure what Rudy had done for a living in his younger days, but I suspect it involved fixing cars or tractors because every time I saw him he was sporting the same old, gray mechanic’s shirt with his name stitched on the breast pocket.

    None of us knew his last name. It wasn’t a secret and I am sure if asked he would have told us, but the fact is we never talked to him nor did anyone else that we knew. He talked to you well enough though, never hesitating

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