“I’m scared, Lucius! I’m so scared! Don’t leave me.”
“I won’t, darlin’, but you’re not acting like yourself a’tall. Calm down some, talk to me. You’re really that afraid?”
“It’s like the mountain’s angry with us. It wants something it thinks we’ve got. It won’t stop raging until we give it what it wants.”
“What does it want, Dollie?”
“Us!” She whispered, eyes wide with terror. “It wants us!”
“It don’t want us dead, darlin’. The mountain always takes some folks to its heart. It always has. There’s some of us that’s a part of these hills, won’t prosper no place else. Then there’s others, like Will, who leave and go into town. But it’s always a part of who we are. Can’t come from the stone’s blood without it’s in you.”
“But it wants me too. And Patty!”
The men chuckled softly.
“That’s cause you’re a part of us…
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Historical Novels by Dellani Oakes 