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To the country girls and moonshine drinkers. And my BRAs.
was one thing when I was a state representative. A married man with a nice house and a five-year-to-D.C. plan. But now that I was a nearly divorced, newly disgraced lawmaker on leave? I wasn’t exactly in a hurry to start making small talk with anyone.
“I don’t see much point in sittin’ around keepin’ my mouth shut. Life’s too short.” She clammed up immediately as if the reminder was directed at herself. Her father’s life had been too short.
Her frame was so small that it was still a surprise to me. It seemed like such a personality would need a bigger container.
I couldn’t imagine anything less likely.
He dropped a plate of pancakes with whipped cream and sprinkles in front of me. There was a whipped cream smiley face on top. This was going to be really bad.
“I want to spend my evening flirting with you before I spend my night fucking you.”
“A pig-in?” “Yeah, when you eat too much in your own house so no one sees your shame.”
But I’d never been kissed the way Devlin did it. He kissed me like he had to, like I was air and he needed me to live. I liked it and was terrified by it.
“You’re not taking my remote batteries,” I said, walking back to the kitchen and leaving the front door open.
You only get a set number of days, a limited number of sunrises and sunsets. And it’s up to you to make sure you’re taking full advantage of them,”
Scarlett: Thinking about you and your sexy face. Also, if you’re not doing anything, I’m stuck under Judge Carwell’s front porch and could use your help. If I call Gibson he’ll never let me live it down.
My father had taught me a lot of things. He’d shown me how to use every tool known to man to fix just about every problem created by man. But he’d also taught me that no matter how much I hoped or prayed or tried, I couldn’t control other people. I couldn’t make them make the choices I wanted them to. I couldn’t drag them into health and happiness. It was a painful, essential lesson.
Enough bad memories to be haunted by and enough good ones to make the loss still hurt.
The missing poster flashed into my mind. The piece of paper I’d studied thousands of times in the years since Callie vanished, willing it to give me a clue, to give us all answers. Last seen wearing denim shorts and a red cardigan sweater. I dropped the sweater as if it were a rattlesnake.
The second the sweater went to the cops was the moment I’d have to say good-bye to Devlin.
Bootleg Justice for the win.
Sins of the father carried weight here, even if they were only perceived.
“The thing about secrets is some of them need to be kept,” she said quietly.
Last seen wearing denim shorts and a red cardigan sweater.
Cassidy Bodine: Are y’all engaged yet???
She was my adventure and my safe place. My best friend. And I was going to spend the rest of my life loving the hell out of her.
