They’d heard the stories passed down the
river. Of strangers and troubles. They’ve seen the boats passing. This way and back, this way and back. It’s a piece of land I seen up there. I had my eye on it this past year… Land? 100 acres. It’s there for the taking. And that old man Yalamundi He felt that pain in his gut because he knew something was about to change and he didn’t know how to stop it.