Thick, green grass covers the earth, speckled with purple wildflowers, an errant bolder every few hundred yards. Small creeks snake back and forth flowing towards the valley. “I see a bear! Oh wait there's another one. Look Alex!” Alex leans over, peering out at the black ...
The drive was filled with Bucky bragging about his liaisons with his many women friends. I found most of his stories too far-fetched, but every time I challenged him about it, he called me a hater. It made the ride a little more light hearted, but I was still very concerned for Cox. Why would som...