06/22/21 Snippet, WE LIKE TO TALK ABOUT THE PLACE.

My wordcount was a trashfire today.

This is what my father told me:

Old Sheriff Conway tried his best to stop that damned Census lady from banging on the door. But she didn’t want to hear anything from us hicks in the sticks.

I’m not gonna tell you her name. That was part of the deal we made, afterward. And I don’t remember all of it anyway. But I can tell you she was real young. Just out of college, with one of those degrees that you can trade to the government for a job. She wasn’t really a bad lady, either. Didn’t say mean things or try to push her weight around. But you could tell she thought we were all dumb, and that we were trying to tell her how to do her job.

Which we were! Because her job meant going up to the Place, and that was a real bad idea.