What the fuck is that smell? If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Beck was nearby, burning nipples. When I climbed out of my car, the scent of smoke and burning garbage hit my nostrils worse than a right hook to the nose. I checked the hood of my car for signs of damage before walking around to see if I’d hit something and dragged it home. Like a decaying skunk. Coming up empty, I grabbed Dumpster and put her inside before searching for a fire. I followed the smell toward my backyard before stopping outside the gate. Light smoke billowed out of Mac’s back window. I ran around to the front,
...more
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.
