The rain was relentless, falling steadily and cold from the soggy frogbelly sky all night and all day and all night again. It turned snowy fields into swampy mud bogs and somehow rendered more grisly the decaying elk carcass behind the house — slowly being dismantled by a bobcat, coyotes, neighboring dogs, ba…
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