Sunday morning, she ate a light breakfast of coffee, orange juice, whole wheat toast, and strawberry jam and scanned the newspaper Christmas ads for an inexpensive gift that might appeal to Merlin. If worst came to worst, she could always buy him a gift card for gas, though she couldn’t afford en...
The trouble being for the middle of a work week, the bar stayed awfully crowded. Hardy Courville nursed a bourbon, and Evan Adams sipped a good merlot right beside him. At the far end of the counter, a trucker drank coffee. Bodey wondered if he waited for Eve, too, since everyone else surely was....
