Chapter 41 "This Shed Is Hell"
Ricky could smell coffee. He wasn't really awake, but he could smell coffee. Had he made coffee? Had someone made coffee for him? His eyes slowly adjusted as he squinted at the light coming into the room...
Ricky could smell coffee. He wasn't really awake, but he could smell coffee. Had he made coffee? Had someone made coffee for him? His eyes slowly adjusted as he squinted at the light coming into the room...
"It could be adjacent to a botanical garden and I wouldn't give a cats fart," Boris said sternly, "I'm dead, what's the view mean to me?" This hadn't been the enjoyable afternoon Father Krickett had...
Whittle rolled onto her side and stretched. She felt her leg leave the safety of the blanket and her skin touched the cool morning air of the bedroom. She opened one eye, and smiled, seeing Jenn laying...
Calvin had the house to himself. His folks were out for the evening, and thusly, he could do anything he wanted. He could anyway, he was a grown man after all, but still, living at home even in his late...
"Boris was a good man," Burt said, "he was honest. He was kind. But he wasn't always that way. He had to work hard to become that way and, I think, the fact that he did that at the age he was proves that...
"I really appreciate this," Kelly said, sitting in the passenger seat as Wyatt drove; she continued, "my parents work, and Rachel works, but you're like your own boss so you have the ability to help out...