Photo: © Russell Gayer “We don’t go There,” Mama always warned. “Ever.” “There” was beyond the fence. Where the embankment locked in perpetual shadows and where the yellow cliffs rose shining in the sun and where the scary things lived and mortal danger was certain to find you. As a child I never questioned … Continue reading The Fence
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