FORGET it,” Rex said, sliding to his side of the bed. “You’re not going to D.C. Absolutely not.” “I think you should reconsider,” Charlotte said, grabbing a carton of chicken fried rice. “You know? I think this stuff tastes better cold.” She held it. “Want some?” &nb...
There had been a few more lightning strikes in the general vicinity of Fall’s Corner and all with very little rain, hitting mostly wilderness with lots of dead timber for fuel. By two PM we heard two hundred and fifty acres had burned, and you could smell the smoke in the yard. By three, it was c...