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He rose on his knees a little, trying to find her big round skull in his view before lining up again. It wouldn’t be difficult; she’d been sniffing around their cabin since the development of a new quarry a couple hundred miles north began. First just drying meat, then the mean little cat Travis kept for mice. Sometimes their laundry. He’d shot sparrows with the Grant brothers in the summer and rabbits since he was nine, could hit a deer as it sprang away from thirty paces, hooves kicking leaf litter, this was easier than hitting a tree.
Be Rust, be born out of small-town tragedy and now you follow calamity like a migratory bird. No one knows the orange glow of suffering over the horizon better than you.
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03 Nov 2025
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Rust saw the corridor of the Mississippi she was referencing, mouth of Hades, knew the name it was known by, had heard Marty use it obliquely over the years; Cancer Alley. He could taste what she was describing, had encountered it himself, had chased it like a dog given a scent, rolled around in it, felt its poison work through the pores in his skin.
“You left?”
“Eventually. Not before it put its mark on me I’m sure.” She shivered. “Out here though? The green, the brown. Still tastes good. Was always round and wholesome. Like oats.”
“Like smoked corn to me. Sweet at the edges.”
“You that way too huh?” She studied him across the table. “You can come again Mr. Cohle.”
He stayed until the rain stopped, farewelling her as she insisted he come again next Sunday.
“Stay for service. You do believe don’t you?”
“No ma’am.”
She didn’t look a mite perturbed. “Well, I guess that can’t be helped. You come next week and tell me about it.”
Rust makes a friend at church, Marty tries to repay a debt. Will we get another chance at this?
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- Part 3 of Premonitions
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“You gonna stop clucking over my wardrobe and ask the sixty thousand dollar question?”
“How you found me? You’re a private investigator. That ain’t worth sixty thousand dollars.”
“You know what you do?” Marty said. “You just suck all the fun out of my life.”
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31 Mar 2025
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After the hospital, Marty took Rust home. He hadn’t intended for Rust to stay; in fact, he envisioned Rust disappearing to Alaska or some other part of Louisiana where Marty would never see him. But that hadn’t happen. Rust parked himself on Marty’s couch and popped pills and drank and smoked until he healed and then he didn’t leave. And Marty, who kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, let him stay.
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04 Mar 2025
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Rust doesn’t feel the need to explain. Should have disclosed to Quesada at the start but things haven’t been right for a while, so he didn’t. Still doesn’t.
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- Part 1 of The Indignity of Wanting
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30 Dec 2024