A dropped ice cream cone ... a kindly man ... a boy comes of age ..."The day after my sixth birthday in 1968 I walked from the Marander Apartments, where I lived with my mom, to the Puff-Flo ice cream stand near the beach. In my pocket I had a quarter, enough money to buy a Puff-Flo cone. The silver piece was a birthday gift from my Aunt Floreen, actually a cousin of my mother’s who lived up north in Virginia."
1867. The Civil War is over. Yet there is much unrest and resentment that lives on throughout the land, and in the hearts of many... Marco steps out of the ashes of the war; a man turned bounty hunter had everything which mattered most to him violently stripped away. So he emerges with a burning desire like none other to find redemption, and a new purpose in life. He sets off i...
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