They came without warning that April afternoon — dust rising behind them, uniforms dulled by the road. The post was seized, horses taken, supplies vanished. Then just as quickly, they slipped down the Louisville Road, leaving behind only questions. We thought our town was the target. We were wrong. This was never the destination — only a distraction, while something greater stirred to the west.
Snap a selfie or proof you were there — no internet pics.
