She might even be drunk enough to pee in one of the nasty outhouses. She chugged her beer and set the can between the ribs running along the bottom of the canoe. Grabbing another from the cooler, she shifted her weight, rocking the boat. Empty cans rolled and clattered. Water splashed over the gu...
Amy blinked as if lost in a dark cave. The clatter of dirty dishes had ceased. Incoherent whispers sifted amongst Roxy’s patrons. All eyes focused on Shane and Amy. She covered her gaped mouth, staring past Shane. With a grimace, Shane glanced over his shoulder and back at her. “I was gonna say y...