Good thing Brooks Bennett had his share of optimism in spades, because he’d been its proud owner for six months now. Time enough for him to pull down all the wallboard and strip the thing to its studs, opening the kitchen, dining and living room areas to make one big great room. New wallboard was now up, taped, sanded and ready for paint. But all his furniture was crammed into one of the three bedrooms down the hall. The place was clean for a construction site and had a working refrigerator filled with beer––which seemed to be the only requirement for the four men who made do by sitting in three beach chairs and on top of a cooler right in the middle of Brooks’ new great room. “No problem,” said Lewis. “Staying with your parents will be a heck of a sight better than this dump. Duncan is welcome to it.” “I appreciate it,” Duncan said, popping open a can of beer and handing it over to Brooks before he sat back down on the cooler. “I hate to bust in on this bromance the two of you’ve got going.
What do You think about Playin’ Cop (Heroes Of Henderson ~ Prequel)?
