A lonely trucker almost passed the starving dog in the storm-then his headlights caught what the animal was hiding under its body…

buried Hank in the Briar Falls cemetery, on a hill where the interstate could be heard on clear nights. Dale came, older and stooped now, and stood beside Luke with his hands folded over the head of a cane. Marlene Price came too, retired from county work, her hair silver beneath a black hat. She hugged Luke and told him his father had been the most continue reading …