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Brandon Abbott's Writings

Short Story
Oct.21.2011
I remember this tree. It stood way up all by itself on top of Harper’s Hill, right in the center of Knox Creek.  That tree was huge.  Bigger than life itself.  It had strong, thick branches that started low and spread out wide.  You could climb it, hide up in it, sleep under it.  It was perfect for just about anything.  I reckon...
Short Story
Oct.21.2011
This place is pretty well packed tonight.  The lights are low, and the music is loud, which is good.  Loud music means less talking. Talking is bad, because it requires introductions.  And introductions mean I have to say it.  “Hi, my name is Purvis.” Yep, Purvis.  I know what you’re thinking. “What kind of name is that?”  I know,...
Short Story
Oct.21.2011
The Shriners’ Ball By Brandon Abbott The Idea At the center of Mississippi, between Walthall and Winona, lies the town of Sera Bella, population 832. Most who live there always will. After all, they always have. They are a simple people with the absolute purest of motives, strong backs bearing together the burdens of one another’s struggles. They are...
Short Story
Oct.21.2011
        Altar Ego By Brandon Abbott       "So you're not going to tell her?" asked Bentley.  Vernon was studying himself in the mirror.  He pressed the top of his head from different angles, tilting his face from side to side.     "Bentley," he began, "I've thought...