Big Daddy Sinatra 3: The Best Of My Love (The Sinatras Of Jericho County) - Plot & Excerpts
But that didn’t mean this was easy. It wasn’t. It didn’t mean Charles was the personification of cool. He wasn’t. He could not recall the last time he felt this unhinged. He was anxious as hell as he waited for them to bring in a father he had not seen, nor wanted to see, in nearly thirty-six years. So anxious that he was doing something he rarely ever did: he was shaking his crossed leg. He sat alone on his bench, as no one had the nerve to go anywhere near him. They’d heard about how he shot at EllieMae Fusha just because she wouldn’t leave his precious little rental house, and they’d heard about how he treated countless other people the same way. He didn’t treat “countless other people” the same way, but that was what they heard. They gladly left Charles Sinatra alone. But that changed. Within half an hour after Charles first arrived, his two oldest sons, in fine, tailored suits of their own, walked into the courtroom. Many of the townspeople assembled smiled at them and waved, because compared to that father the sons weren’t half bad, but the sons made a beeline for their father. They sat down, with Brent on one side of his father, and Tony on the other side, sandwiching him in as if they were his protectors. But nobody could protect Charles from the dread he felt.
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