I was wheeling Al to the front door when Marshal Anderson stopped me, “Wait here sir, my partner will be here with the truck soon.” Continue reading “Chapter 24”
I looked at the door. Al still on my chest, legs between mine. Randy stood waiting to come in, and I nodded. Continue reading “Chapter 23”
Tuesday morning, I was holding Al’s hand, rubbing small circles over and around her knuckles. Continue reading “Chapter 22”
“Mr. Ross, I’m Ranger Clark,” he gave me his hand, which I shook, “and this is Ranger Gibson. I just happened to be at the rodeo Friday night. So, I was given your case.” Continue reading “Chapter 21”
Man, time flies when you’re having fun. I turned my head to see the clock, 8:30 a.m. Continue reading “Chapter 20”
We walked to the counter of Jared’s. A young lady behind the counter looked up and smiled, “Good afternoon, may I help you?” Continue reading “Chapter 19”
I took care of the contracts that needed my attention right now and moved the others to February. Continue reading “Chapter 17”
