Friday Fictioneers: Point of Entry
โHereโs the point of entry.โ Becky stared at the coil of barbed wire. โStrange. Why wrap it so neatly on the fence post? Why not cut it and keep going?โ Steve crossed his arms. โTheyโre probably local. This fence and land belong old man Monger. Even the folk from the hollers wonโt mess with…