Bolton
A Story
by Jenea HavenerHank thought he might beat it out of her. If she wasn’t going to cooperate. He’d just take matters into his own calloused and splintered hands, maybe Thursday afternoon. Then Annie’d agree to go to Boise.
Hank thought he might beat it out of her. If she wasn’t going to cooperate. He’d just take matters into his own calloused and splintered hands, maybe Thursday afternoon. Then Annie’d agree to go to Boise.
