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Jawbone
Jawbone
Jawbone
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Jawbone

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How does a pacifist survive in the presence of violence?
Forsaken, the preacher lives alone. No one wants his message. No one wants him. He preaches peace and love, but that message grew old long ago. Bloodshed is all these people understand.
As we speak, men are gathering against him. Will they drive him from this place? Or make him a martyr?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherR.R. Seeger
Release dateSep 13, 2011
ISBN9781466118577
Jawbone
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R.R. Seeger

R.R.Seeger is a writer who lives in Lincoln, Nebraska with his wife, Kaytlin. When he’s not being a husband, R.R. spends his time creating worlds. Filled with all sorts of interesting people and creatures, he explores those worlds and has adventures in them. Sometimes he enjoys fighting in battles alongside his heroes; other times he likes fueling the rage of his antagonists. Either way, he’s a storyteller at heart.

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    Jawbone - R.R. Seeger

    Jawbone

    By R. R. Seeger

    Copyright 2011 R. R. Seeger

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    Table of Contents

    1. Part One

    2. Part Two

    3. Part Three

    4. Part Four

    5. About the Author

    Why don’t you just— Saul’s voice goes out before he can finish, and a belch rumbles up from his stomach. It roars out his mouth, and he spews chunks of bread onto his chest. He looks around, puts up his hand, and then nods apologetically to anyone looking. Once all eyes are off him, he begins brushing the food from his coat. Suddenly, he realizes the company he’s been keeping.

    He looks at the man across the table, startled. Pardon me. I meant no offense.

    The man across from him merely nods, giving Saul an agreeable smile.

    Since sun up, Saul’s been shooting off at the mouth—just as he’s done everyday since he started drinking again. Until last week, he’d been sober for almost fifteen years. He’d quit then for the same reason he should now—he talks. He never means much, but when he’s drunk or angry he says things he shouldn’t—things that cause people to perk up.

    In this town, every ear listens and every eye watches.

    Normally, he’s able to stop himself before things get out of hand, but tonight—he doesn’t realize how deep he’s digging. Still, Pat the piano man plays while the patrons of The Meadow’s Rose lose their money.

    No one’s looking Saul’s way, but the man across the table knows they’re listening. It’s late, the streets are empty, and everyone’s gone home or gone here. If they came here, they came to get drunk or get laid. It’s the same story: they play cards, waiting for one or the other to happen. The high rollers, however, do all three at the same time. That’s the draw of this saloon—no, not just this saloon—this whole town. No one cares what’s done here. They’re the lowest of the low, the desperate and the dangerous.

    It’s loud, so Saul gets louder. He’s only making noises at this point, but Saul’s doing this to get attention. He wants to make sure there’s an audience for when he speaks again. The Piano Man senses this and meets Saul’s play. His fingers hit hard and they almost make music of their own. Saul hollers in frustration, but the Piano Man has trumped his play. There’s not much for him to do now, so he leans over, defeated, and scratches his beard. He tips a bottle of

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