“It was where he kept his beer. He pulled two out. “You want one?” “Absolutely. Three hours of being forced to give my opinion on how my son’s ass looks in jeans and whether or not I would want to do that if I were a teenaged girl has taken a toll. I don’t think that was normal, Wade.” He was fairly certain there wasn’t a whole lot of normal about Ash, but damn, he liked the kid.”
