Wes Coffey
π€ SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
I could hear it settling.
A slow pressing down of weight on the tin and then stillness.
I laid in bed with my eyes open and I listened.
It didn't move.
After maybe 20 minutes I started to convince myself it was a branch.
A big branch fallen from one of the white oaks.
The weight was shifting.
The tin was groaning.
I went back to sleep.
In the morning I walked around the cabin and looked up at the roof.
There was no branch.
There was nothing on the roof at all.
Okay.
Animal.
Raccoon, maybe.
Big raccoon.
I went hunting that morning.
I walked up to a stand Papa and I used to sit in, on the east ridge.
The stand was gone.
That surprised me.