The Thin Woodsman
by Lori R. Lopez
With his best axe in hand, Dalton plodded purposefully down a long dirt road fringed by forest. They would pay, he vowed. Else he would swing his blade for free this time. They owed him. Drought or no drought. New acres had been cleared. The work was done, good honest labor. Nobody cheated him. There was a code he lived by, a religious principle: An eye for an eye. He had no family like them, nothing much to lose. Nothing at all since his wife left. Except hunger and thirst. Powerful motives, like rage. Never anger a lumberjack.
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