Brandon Poured Cold Beer Over Sarah Before He Learned About Her Athletic Past
“We bank on Main Street.”
“So?
A check is a check.” Brandon came in behind me and poured three cups without asking.
“Ma’s got that powdered cream in the cabinet, the kind that never quite mixes.”
“When did you open an account in Fairview?”
“It isn’t mine.
It’s a fellow I know.” He set the pot down.
“You going to drink that coffee or interrogate it?”