to make some calls. You’re going to stay right here with Miss Diane and eat your pancakes. Can you do that for me?”
“Are you going to fight him?”
“No, son. We’re going to do something better than that.”
I made three calls.
First was to the sheriff’s department. I knew Sheriff Bill Reaver from VFW. I told him exactly what I had — a witness, a visible injury,continue reading …
