Chapter 29
Two dozen protesters milled around outside the general store. Some carried handmade signs; Racist, No Borders, Deport the Racist, Haters Not Welcome, No Humans Are Illegal.
Three young men stood on the other side of the street, watching the protesters. One wore a Who is Hale? tee shirt, the other two wore I am Hale shirts.
Jackson looked over the crowd, smiled at the Hale fans and mouthed I am Hale. He walked towards his store, through the crowd, to the front door of his store and placed his key in the lock of the door, and said, “Or not.”
He paused, then turned around and scanned the crowd. Protesters chanted and heckled, “Racist, fascist.” Jackson smiled, then looked to his left, a view of Main Street.
He watched them come. About fifteen of them. They wore black ski masks
