Zeb “Mah name is Zeb Tomkins, and I’ve bin a-travelin’ a hard road.” Reuben said, looking up at the old man on the porch. The man eyed him suspiciously. The North Carolina hills were full of regulators, Home Guards, spies, deserters, outlaws, and Yankee sympathizers. Getting too close to the wrong group couldContinue reading “Chapter nn”
