[ Chapter 1.1 is here. ]
The bare-footed man took a long, hard drag on the cigarette and looked at Zach.
“I lost sons, today. Can I tell you how that makes me feel?! I’m lost! I’m mad as hell! I’m broken.
Do you know what it’s like to be the bad man? The sad man… behind blue eyes?”
“It’s him,” said John. Read the rest of this entry »