CHAPTER TWO
I'm maneuvering my truck into the back street behind the bar when I notice the nail clean still on the fingernails of my right hand. Poo. I failed to remember I played spruce up with …
I'm maneuvering my truck into the back street behind the bar when I notice the nail clean still on the fingernails of my right hand. Poo. I failed to remember I played spruce up with …
There's a little wooden cross marked into the ground out and about with the date of his demise composed on it. Scotty would can't stand it. I bet his mom put it there. "Could …