![]() ![]() ![]() “He won’t survive it when Archer leaves again.” “It’ll wreck him,” she said, throwing her hands up in the air dramatically. Maybe after he leaves, I’ll head on out to his trailer.” “I haven’t had a chance to check on him, Mrs. Poor old Walter must be havin’ a real hard time with this.” You and Ch…” She stopped mid-sentence and cleared her throat. “Can you imagine the nerve of that boy?” she asked in her most offended tone. She had a heart of gold though, and she was always helping me out when she could. ![]() ![]() She was a sixty-something woman who wore nothin’ but floral muumuus, and kept the hairspray companies of the world in business by the looks of her bouffant. Gentry bombarded me the moment I stepped through the door. Once I’d procured a wrench, I headed next door to Tucker’s Grocers to buy the ingredients I needed. Tuesdays were Taco night at the Richards house, which incidentally happened to be Charlotte’s favorite. Since today was Tuesday, I already knew I’d be seein’ him tonight. I made my way to the hardware store to buy a wrench for that leaky pipe that Bentley kept sayin’ he’d fix. I didn’t know where my emotions were at lately, besides all over the place. Hills gave me a wave and a smile, and I scurried on down the sidewalk before I burst into tears. ![]()
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