Copyrighted 2006 by Robert Santee,
aka R. Blair Sands
The characters in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relationship to anyone bearing the same name or names.
R. Blair Sands
Fog drifted in over the Pascagoula River, lying like a dull dreaded thing over the land. The sound of waves on the gulf could be easily heard by the man, women and two half grown boys that moved from one large clump of brush to the next. Their dark skins shined with the beads of perspiration and of fear, their eyes ever probing the fog of the Mississippi morning.
The man halted his family just a little short of the river and whispered to his wife, "Lillie, me and the boys will go on alone and if it's okay, Billy will come back for you. Ok?"