Instead of consigning the old postcard to the bin, where it should have went, Larry Henderson brooded over it from the moment it fell from the pages...
Tiny shrugged. She wondered if he had just lost interest or if there was something else involved, or just collusion between two individuals who had a...
She considered this for a second, then said vehemently, ‘I don’t want to go to the bastard’s funeral.’ ‘No one would expect that. Why don’t you come...