Part 1, Part 44
“Sometimes those boys, I mean men, are so juvenile,” Peggy said, and her face softened a little. “They could at least have tied on a few twenties to pay for my window.”
Dana let her breath out and started picking glass shards from her arms. “You know who did it?” she asked.
“No,” Peggy answered, “but I have some guesses.”
“Starting with Glenn?”
“Maybe. Or Garrett. Or Harlan.”
“Harlan? Why Harlan?”
Part 46
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