“I’m callin’ Hank in on this one,” he announced. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. “You can’t! He’s gonna freak that I’m here!” “You weren’t here. Tex was here. Tex, the concerned neighbor,” Lee replied. “That’s me. Everyone around here knows I’m a concerned neighbor. Gotta go make a call.” Tex put his big hand on top of my head. “You did good, for a girl. Didn’t puke or nothin’.” “Thanks Tex,” I said on a shaky smile, not quite sure that was a compliment but willing to accept it as one all the same.
