All Silent on the Flint

“She’s just fine.”

“What about your boy?”

“Danny called last night and said he couldn’t wait to come home. Hell, when he left for college I thought I’d be happy, you know? Turn his room into a model room for my cars, have more food in the fridge . . .” sheriff quit speaking and thought about his son. “Yeah, I miss him somethin terrible. Can’t wait for him to get back home and hug his old man.”

“I’ll bet it feels good to know he loves you. Shit, if I went off to college, ain’t no damn way in hell I’d come home to see my folks.”

“How’s Stephanie doing?” Sheriff asked.

Bobby frowned and shook his head. “Shit, we’ve been through for a long time now.”

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