Stephen Graham Jones | Brushdogs

Published: July 12, 2017, 10:01 a.m.

Junior wasn\u2019t even forty-five minutes into the trees when his son Denny called him on the walkie, to meet back at the truck. Denny was twelve, and Junior could tell he\u2019d got spooked again. He wasn\u2019t going to get any less spooked if Junior called him on it, though. So, instead of staking out a north-facing meadow like he\u2019d been intending, waiting for the sun to glint off some elk horn, Junior tracked himself back, stepping in his own boot prints when he could. | Copyright 2014 by Stephen Graham Jones. Originally published in THE CHILDREN OF OLD LEECH. Reprinted by permission of the author. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices