Almost an entire day home in her real world, and she was holding up just fine. Michelle, Angie, and Corrie sat nestled in a back booth at The Pancake House just outside the city limits. Pam offered to break her date with Bernie Crawford to join them, but Michelle insisted it wasn’t necessary. &nb...
had taken off running at a full gallop, Chase only inches behind her. The once beautiful lobby was covered in dust, broken glass, cracked woodwork, two-by-fours, Sheetrock. The place looked like a junkyard. Except for the shaken people, huddled together for protection from the unknown assault. Te...
Since when did Nana have a hundred grand sitting in the bank collecting dust? The whole reason they shared a house was to cut back on expenses. And what was all this business about real estate? Why in heaven’s name would her grandmother want to buy into a resort? Of all the things… Oh, shit. &nbs...