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Talking To An Old Tree
The source of the stream was a cave on the north end of the box canyon. As a boy, I’d swum as deep into the cave as I dared, but never found the spring. Regardless, water from that cave formed a little stream, flowing down the valley and into another cave on the south end.
Flint got angry with me anytime he saw me near that cave, saying that if I went in too far I’d end up at the center of the earth.
The cabin was pushed up against a cliff on the other side of the stream, directly across from the only entrance to the box canyon. There were no windows, but there were long slits running along the front, just big enough to fit a rifle barrel through. Inside, at the back of the cabin, was a small cave that ran south, parallel to the water. The point at which it let
