Maxine Stone s New LifeChapter 241 the Deposit
"So what is this chore that is so important, I have to drop everything to do it right this minute?" Blevins asked. "You are the shotgun guard on a stage coach," I said as I pulled the woody away from the curb in front of the old, almost downtown, converted school building. It had been renovated for the police station and city hall five years before I returned home. One of the things I loved about Aster was that everybody in town was into saving the town's history. Hell, you needed a...