Things had been quiet between the two families for a while, but relations always soured every few years, and when they did, shit would go down. Lloyd looked up, the way the sheriff had earlier. The rain had intensified. “Almost seems like the son of ...
Hell, she looked like the veritable “Angel of the Morning Light,” which was the name of a song Shuck had written and sung for his special girls, including Maggie, missed badly now and gone forever with his tent and coolers, which we...