Return to Fender (2015)
“It purred like a kitten despite damage done to the body by a psychopathic serial killer. That was not one of her favorite memories, although Nana liked to tell all the residents at the retirement village about it. She had fired a .38 Smith & Wesson that cracked the windshield and stopped a killer from ramming Harley’s car again. Nana really was a pip.
Tootsie’s house was a Craftsman-style common in Midtown Memphis. The yard was neat and bushes trimmed. Fall flowers bloomed in concrete pots,... and ivy curled from hanging baskets. The wooden front door was open behind a glass and wrought iron safety door. Thick-paned windows gleamed with light. Over the front door, a half-circle of stained glass radiated jewel colors. A wide porch ran the length of the house with white Adirondack chairs and a cushioned glider. Fat raindrops still dripped from the eaves.
Tootsie met her at the door before she could ring the bell. His mouth quirked into a smile.MoreLess
Tootsie’s house was a Craftsman-style common in Midtown Memphis. The yard was neat and bushes trimmed. Fall flowers bloomed in concrete pots,... and ivy curled from hanging baskets. The wooden front door was open behind a glass and wrought iron safety door. Thick-paned windows gleamed with light. Over the front door, a half-circle of stained glass radiated jewel colors. A wide porch ran the length of the house with white Adirondack chairs and a cushioned glider. Fat raindrops still dripped from the eaves.
Tootsie met her at the door before she could ring the bell. His mouth quirked into a smile.MoreLess
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