Native Outlaw
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Preface
I watched my grandpa hang his bloody brass knuckles up by the wooden door. He made his way to the gun safe and put the house riffle away. My grandpa stood there for a long time, hands on his hips and the gun safe standing wide open. He started to tap his foot on the rotting floorboards, and he sighed. Turning around to face me with the truth he'd been keeping from me my whole life.
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