they didn’t just let it happen… they planned it…

it around his grandfather’s frail thumb.

“Dinosaur guard,” Hunter whispered one Tuesday, grinning weakly through his healing split lip.

My father let out a raspy, musical laugh. “The absolute best guard I ever had, buddy.”

The justice system ground forward. Bertha, cowardly to the bitter end, accepted a plea deal the moment Warburton threatened to implicate continue reading …