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The Great Flood
I drove into town to be met by a wall of hostility, not the usual hostility associated with a stranger taking up residence in a smallish country town, which I was, but the hostility towards a man taking the place of a beloved citizen, which I also was. I was because I was guilty of buying up the beloved citizen’s property in a mortgagee sale. What the hostile residents of Woods Ford didn’t realise was that I had lived here before, albeit briefly, and that there was a certain amount of revenge...