Mail Order Misfit (Brides of Beckham)
“"You got anything easy to cook?" He knew it was pointless even asking, but he had to try. He just wasn't sure he could eat beans for another week without screaming.
"Colin, you come in here and ask me the same question every week. Every week I say 'no,' and you leave here with more beans and crackers. You need to get yourself a wife." Mr. Judd was a middle-aged man who had once had a full head of black hair. It was now liberally streaked with gray and much of it was missing.
Colin... wrinkled his nose. He was tall with dark hair and eyes, and wore his black cowboy hat atop his head. He wasn't all that particular about what he ate, as long as someone else cooked it. "I'll be back. I'm going to go to the restaurant and find myself something to eat before I buy my supplies. Maybe something will sound good then." He sighed. He was tired of eating at home, but the restaurant cost so much. He felt funny wasting his money on it, but he needed a decent meal for a change.MoreLess
"Colin, you come in here and ask me the same question every week. Every week I say 'no,' and you leave here with more beans and crackers. You need to get yourself a wife." Mr. Judd was a middle-aged man who had once had a full head of black hair. It was now liberally streaked with gray and much of it was missing.
Colin... wrinkled his nose. He was tall with dark hair and eyes, and wore his black cowboy hat atop his head. He wasn't all that particular about what he ate, as long as someone else cooked it. "I'll be back. I'm going to go to the restaurant and find myself something to eat before I buy my supplies. Maybe something will sound good then." He sighed. He was tired of eating at home, but the restaurant cost so much. He felt funny wasting his money on it, but he needed a decent meal for a change.MoreLess
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