An ill-timed walk had me near face to face with a deer head. My next-door-neighbor was showing off a freshly severed deer head to people, including children, at the end of his driveway. He's the neighborhood Bambi-hunter, and was lifting the head up by the ears like a trophy.
My story MEATFUL THINGS is based on actual people and events, but I had to tone down the truth to make it believable fiction:
My actual neighbor is a Bambi-hunter Mormon father of two meth babies, is a doomsday prepper with 10,000 rounds of ammo in his trailer, and still proudly displays a TRUMP sign on his property.
My MT neighbor is simply a Bambi-hunter. More believable...