Strength & Courage (The Night Horde SoCal Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Dawn had come, and the light was pale grey and brightening quickly. He looked around his room. She’d teased him last night, seeing it, and called him an ascetic. And then she’d been surprised when he’d known what that was. She was right—he didn’t have a lot of shit. In this room, he had a queen-size mattress and box spring, but no frame. He had a four-drawer dresser he’d built from a box, and a cheap floor lamp he’d picked up at Walmart or somewhere. Against one wall, he had four stacks of paperbacks, each stack about three feet high. And a vinyl and metal kitchen chair, probably from the Fifties or Sixties. That had been in the house when he’d signed the lease. It wasn’t some philosophy of abstinence that kept him from buying shit. He had three custom, vintage bikes locked in his garage with his beater pickup, at least sixty grand worth of metal back there. He didn’t have furniture because he’d lived almost all of his adult life on the road.
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