Book Four of the Undead in Brown County Series

By S.J. Wright

This book is dedicated to my sons.

Your smiles, laughter and hugs bring me such joy.

I adore you both so much.

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June 29, 1952

The whiskey blurs out real life nicely. The burn as it goes down is nothing anymore to me. Claire has said that she’ll find every one of my hidden bottles. She couldn’t. I don’t even know where they are. I don’t know where they come from most of the time. I think the god-damned vampires are behind the whole thing. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t want the stuff. I wouldn’t need it.

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