“There were three mules quartered in stalls along the left. Once, Uncle Bartley had kept his prize Tennessee walking mares there, but that was long ago, when the plantation was well-kept and prosperous. Now cobwebs covered the partitions, and everything seemed to be dying and rotting. The smell of hay and animal odors filled her nose as she wandered about, pointing the beam in front of her. She was very careful not to look up—she did not want to know which beam had held her cousin's hanging ...body. She began to move through the stalls. And then she saw it—and the scream that empted from the very depths of her soul seemed to stick in her throat and choke her before it gushed forth. Dear God! There! There, in the comer lay Butch—dead. His legs were bent beneath him, matted with blood and dirt, as though for a few agonizing seconds, he had pawed and dug into the ground in an attempt to free himself. Her eyes froze on the head—^that horrible, ghastly head—as she screamed again and again in heartrending terror at the hideous sight.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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