The Moonshiners - Rosemary Carlson, Writer
“Barney, be quiet, for God’s sake. Don’t alert the whole county that we’re out here,” Lester whispered. “I’m trying, Lester, but the leaves and limbs on this forest floor make noise when you walk on them.” “The moonshine still is right over here, Barney. Behind the old car. Just stand right there.” Lester grabs the … Continue reading The Moonshiners