The Number 6, a Novella

That last, mad dash for freedom isn't on a schedule; you either recognize opportunity when it climbs aboard the bus, or you don't.   The odd bend in Harlan Buck's left leg turned out to be an odd blessing. It had caught him a lot of grief growing up in the hot summers and bitter winters of Summit County - a lot of funny looks from the girls who would have nothing else to do with him and a lot of beatings from the boys - but it had also kept him out of the war, so he figures maybe it ha