Harper is a little town in southwest Mississippi. No use looking it up. It ain't on no maps. Harper is right slam on a lake, Harper Lake, that was made by stopping up Lazy Creek. We got all kinds of fish in those waters. If you travel north on Main Street you'll run right into the lake. We got over six-hundred people living here. And that's enough. Now if some of the things I tell you about how great living here, make you want to visit us, that's okay. But don't get it in you head to move here. We got all we can stand.
Tomorrow I'll tell you how Harper got its name. You ain't gonna believe it.
I make Hollis read back what he writes about what I say, to make sure he don't try to tell it like I went all the way through high school like he did. I want it to be as natural as life here in Harper. But I did tell him he could add a little bit about himself. Like what he's reading and stuff.
Hollis' reading List:
Now reading Saturday by Ian McEwan
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