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Pearl Fields and the Oregon Meltdown TOC (opens the original)
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Chapter 1 <a href="https://drewfaraday.substack.com/p/chapter-1-a-glimpse-through-my-eyes?r=90q4u7&utm_campaign
Chapter 1: A Glimpse Through My Eyes (opens the original)
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1Well, Your Honor, I really appreciate this last chance to set the record straight. Like I said up on the witness stand this morning, I was born Vivian Marley Hobson-Dawson but always went by Viv Dawson till I changed my name to Wheeler when I got married twenty years ago the seventeenth of this next month.You already know about me being a landscaper down around Seal Rock when the M-virus hit town nearly five long years ago, the Dirge torched our neighborhood and killed Uncle Trey in cold blood
Chapter 2: Truth Be Told (opens the original)
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5Well, shit on my shoes and make me dance.Keera stormed out of here awhile ago after giving me one wicked tongue lashing for lying to her, you, that old prosecutor, and the rest of the world. She kept fanning my face with that damn NGS report of yours popping up out of nowhere after the fact, getting all high and mighty in her lawyer way how it proves beyond a shadow of a doubt I’m the one Mr. Barebones squawked about like a scrub jay there in court even though nobody’s got my eyeprint or voicep
Chapter 3: Gravedigger (opens the original)
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7From here on out, it’s the whole truth and nothing but, so help me God. Dollars to donuts, after hearing my deep truth you’ll wind up wishing I really was that mooncalf landscaper waiting for her other half to bail her out of a tight spot.Well, like Little Mom used to say, when it’s time to eat crow, heap on the salt. So here goes nothing—with me holding my right hand up in the air like I was back on the witness stand, only this time my left’s covering Jordy’s tatt over my heart.8My real name’s
Chapter 4: The Gloaming Light (opens the original)
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9Odds are you wanna hang me like that loudmouth Dirge-fender down the way this morning. Least he knew your decision when he got his supper last night. He launched straightaway into his take on the same old, same old mewling with something like, “No...no...wait. This damn DBC cake’s gotta be for somebody else. Please, I’m begging you.”I wasn’t here in this hellhole for more than two hours before hearing about that cake. Being the only woman prisoner in a whole cellblock stuffed to the gills means
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