We went down to the wall before the sun was properly up, and the snow came down through the trees all the way and lay in the stubble of the east field in a thin white skin that showed every mark on the ground.The field was a mess.Silver wire ran across it in lines, strung between stakes that had been driven into the hard ground, and the wire was not the thin stuff Dale had put on the fence. It was braided, heavier, the kind that hunters use when they want a wolf to hit it and stay hit. There were four runs of it, and they crossed each other, and the whole east end of the field was a net.“He has been busy,” Elias said.“He has had help,” I said. “It would take one man a week to string this.”The blood was on the wall.It started at the gap where the stones had fallen down and it ran along the top of the wall for maybe twenty feet, dark and frozen and thin, and then it dropped down on the far side and went into the trees in spots and smears.June was standing at the gap with her arms
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