Every Cooperage in a thousand miles of Chicago is on my list. The scarcity of barrel-makers may offer extra leads... IF the Cooper hasn't retired, pulled up stakes, or passed away. Five years of heartache now point me to an abandoned red brick orphanage by the river. "Red, it's me Jefferson!" I call out before realizing it might be man. The sound of a pan turns out my lights. Who knocked me out? Have I found Jesse and Valerie? What will the family say?
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25/04/2025