The Boy Who Grew Flowers

The Boy Who Grew Flowers — page 1
door Rink Bowagon was a boy from the deep country He lived out past where the blacktop road became a dirt road and the dirt road petered out into a little footpath The path wound through the ancient trees of a wild forest hopped Black Bear Creek headed all the way up Lonesome Mountain made a right hand turn and ran smack into the Bowagons