Chapter 23The state of the affairs of my heart might be clearer, and my problems with the law seemed settled—providing Landreth didn’t stir the pot further—but what Gideon and Rachel Ann brought me on a visit the following Saturday put me on the nettle again. Asa Peeler had been as good as his word. He had done a story even though I declined to be interviewed by him. Below the Yanube Valley Weekly News masthead was a headline that read:
COUNTY PROSECUTOR DECLINES TO INDICT GADSBY COUNTY INDIAN
Self-Defense ruled in Killing of Three Whites by Yanube Man
The article went on to lay out the facts more or less clearly, but Peeler’s shaded headline and his description of me raised my anxiety level. He traced my ancestry down the now-accepted false path that I sprang from the blood of William
