Wow…lost for words, really.

This one sucked me right in. Bravo. It’s beautiful and truthful in tone. I wish this were a part of a novel I could be reading.

Awe, sad. Really moved me deep down.

Nice job Doc. If Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer lived in our day and age, this is problem what their story would sound like. Sad but true. I’m not sure if you need the word “again” in the last sentence of the third paragraph. I think the implication of the memory is stronger without it.

Thanks for the critique, Sir Bic. You’re right, so I dropped the ‘again’.

Loved this. So much in so little

I think this is a solid story, and I’m intrigued to see that there’s a sequel. What more is there to say? I’ll have a look to find out.

A little creepy and completely haunting. There’s so much not said, laying between the words, and it just grabbed a hold of my heart and wrenched it.

“In the shallows upstream Todd poked under rocks, trying to forget.” Very evocative, I really loved this line. And kuddos on the flow of the dialog; as a redneck born and bred, I enjoyed seeing a well written display of a country accent. :D

Thank you for the high praise on the redneck dialog, as I have to confess to being not a true redneck but a closely observing visitor to the South.