
Seven farmers had once drowned at this crossing, after which Richard Yordas fixed a chain between stones to mark the safer shelf. My father built his warning for lesser men; the river belongs to our land and has no authority over a Yordas. You step into this one-chapter preview with Philip Yordas at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. The current drew tight as the story stopped before impact and consequence. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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