3 The Walk

The Ozarks produced some of the finest, most inspiring folks theyd've ever met, just as it had also beaten and stripped them of their life's potential in the same swift stroke of God's paintbrush, the very moment God seen fit to place them in the U.S. South on the divine canvas of possibilities.

2 Stretching in the Fog

The morning air was foggy enough to see it wasn't still, and still enough to not see anything at all beyond the cloud. Looking out the upstairs bedroom window, Kelsey Lou Faye tapped her fingers against her thigh without any particular rhythm. She knew the sun was up ‘cause the fog was gray instead of black, but there was no knowin’ how long now it'd be before Ma'd wake up and start makin’ the whole family wish they'd died in their sleep.

1 A Romantic Story in Ozark Vernacular English

"Well ain't you pertty as a chrome skull on the hood of a Chevy drivin' down a paved road," Junior smiled as he took off his hat. Kelsey Lou Faye didn't care for the dress her mama'd made for her. It waddn't pretty like Dolly's Coat of Many Colors. Kelsey Lou's mama had stitched this dress with bitterness and spite — the kind that attracted the attention of good ol' boys like Junior.