Oleanders in Alaska: A Short Excerpt

As promised, here is another excerpt from my upcoming novel. It's short, but I hope you like it.

“Go home, kid.” Oleander turned his back and began to walk away. Troy lunged forward and struck him a blow in the lower back, which he had estimated would level the old man. The old man turned around, shoved the teenager to the ground with the force of both palms on his chest this time. He looked down at him, and the teenager stared back.
When the teenager made no move to get up, the old man turned once again and walked away. Troy watched as the old man pulled his supplies and headed back to his cabin along the harbor.