Musings – on the editor’s mind


August 9, 2022

McCoy could not wait for happy hour at the Tav – and the bar did not have reduced prices anyway. Though he almost never called his friend, he did now. Hatfield had not gotten through hello when McCoy jumped in.

“That Bubba Smith, you won't believe it. I don't believe it. He won't get away with it. No one's going to accept his cockamamie story.”

This was McCoy red hot upset. Hatfield tried to get him to start at the beginning.

“Bubba Smith. Your pappy's friend? You haven't mentioned him in decades, back to the 1980s. Where did he come from?”

“It is a letter, Hat. Sent certified mail. But...

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