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

at him. “For a baby you found in a ditch.”

“For a baby nobody else stopped for.”

“You’re sixty-one.”

“Sixty.”

Dale gave him a look.

“Fine,” Hank said. “Close enough.”

“You ever changed a diaper?”

“No.”

“You know what formula costs?”

“No.”

“You think a warehouse dispatch job is going to make you happy?”

Hank turned from the truck and looked across the lot. The continue reading …