Chapter 72
Denny clung to her. He should have looked scared, but his expression was stoic.
“Josh, will you drive?” Tom held out his hands, which shook so hard he nearly dropped the keys.
“Sure thing, Tom.” Josh caught the keys with ease. He had never seen his unflappable friend so distressed, although it made sense, when Josh thought about it. As tough as Tom was, the man he loved more than anything in this world had been shot. “Okay. Everyone into the truck.”
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BABE HUSTLED DENNY into the room they shared. It only had a twin bed, but Tad and Rush had been kind enough to set up a trundle bed for the little boy.
“Ma?”