Carthage, Illinois
As a lot of you know, I grew up in the “real” Carthage, Illinois, the same small […]
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A chill went through him. He hadn’t cried for years, not even for his father’s funeral, but he felt hot tears fill his eyes. He shook his head, trying to dispel the voice, knowing it just wasn’t possible.

— Memories of a Ghost, chapter 46