That Old Woman over by Beulah – August 2009
That Old Woman over by Beulah By James Tipton “Son, this land I’m gone to leave you is flat, wet, and poor…sort of like that woman I used to poke around with over by Beulah. But some years when it’s not too hot, or too cold, or too wet, you can coax enough cotton […]
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