My grandpappy was a preacher man, and he read much. He read me Bible as a young’un, and also some of ’em old legends too. I rather loved hearing ’em tales of Heracles. A man like Sampson, I think. They both fought a lion. I shot a few cougars myself. Heracles did wrong too, and paid for it, like Sampson did. When it was time for Heracles to die, they burned his body, grandpappy said, and he went to heaven. Showed me in the stars where he’s kneeling. He’s kneeling but roaming too, cause the heavens are turning above us.
Dusty | Part III
Tale Told 