The Dealer s Girl Ch 01
It was a lazy Monday evening, and the sun setting over the mountains north of Shoreville cast a long, brilliant orange glow over the town. Dark was creeping up ever so quickly, as it always did, and soon it would be night time. This short-lived orange mirage of wavering heat and glowing rays was the sight that met Dave Morgan most days as he left his place of work at DevCo, Shoreville’s leading workshop for tool makers. Today, he sighed deeply. With his dirty overalls stuffed into his tote...