05-12-2017, 04:39 AM
It took a while, a few minutes or so, until a old man was at the door, pushing his bifocals onto his face and squinting at the trio,"What're y'all goin' 'ere rappin' on my door 'fore noon?" Baxter almost flinched at the deep drawl that came from the screen door, he stepped forward with his son in his arms,"I apologize, sir...but it's my boy... He's... I dunno what's wrong with him."
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