While Charley was doing this, Jessey was folding blankets and piling them on her bed. Closing the door, he dropped his voice. Without first talking to him, I won't be rushing down there like a fucked-up puppy being called to heel. If he doesn't have it, give him my contact info.

"That's what I was afraid you'd say." The woman let out a heavy sigh. I'm going to try to help if I can.

I appreciate it. "Thanks, Lynn."

Raise your cheeks to show your appreciation.

The man let out a hearty chuckle. If you can maintain this machine in good working order, it will be yours.

He ended the...