The story that would have
happened is someone else wrote the book!
i.e. me!
Twilight’s winter
1.
Returning home
Never
in my life would I think to be sitting here, waiting. Yep, the ass—which is my
overly forgetful father, funny though he’s Sheriff, can you guess how smart the
rest of the police force is here.
I
can’t believe this was happening, sitting here, in the cold, crappy fogged up
day waiting for a man that was never going to come. Not any time soon. I
couldn’t think of anything that could happen that would be worse.
And
of course, the clouds opened up. ‘Cause I couldn’t be anything more than in a
crappy B rated movie. Shit, this was a shitty way to end a crappy six months.