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

where a buyer from a regional carrier went over the engine with a mechanic and pretended not to notice that Hank could barely look at the truck.

“You’re letting him steal it,” Dale said, cigarette pinched between two fingers. “That rig’s worth more than he’s offering.”

“I know what it’s worth.”

“Then act like it.”

Hank ran his hand along the door, over continue reading …