The Coffin Quilt

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Genres: Fiction
The Devil was wagering for Roseanna's soul. And he was winning.
What made me know this was Clothilda. She was old. Aunt Betty's children had grown up riding her. These days Aunt Betty rode her into Stringtown, at a slow and easy gait, and that was all the exercise she got. Otherwise she just lounged around in the pasture, limping.
On that ride, Clothilda was like a demon. She never held back through the ravines. She was sure-footed over rocks and fallen trees. She plowed through thickets of bri
...ars, she never got afeared of the path ahead. It was as if she knew the path, though she'd never been on it before. And all the while my sister was leaning low over her, whispering in her ears.
Might be it was Ro who was the demon. Don't think I didn't ponder that, much as I had a chance to ponder anything sitting behind Ro and holding on to her for dear life. It was a wild cold ride, through hidden secret places. Not the way Tolbert had taken me at all.
    We came to the river finally, the Tug at Matewan.
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