Taming Crow (Hells Saints Motorcycle Club)
“Melissa had outfitted her son to the max in rain gear and Crow couldn’t help but shake his head. The kid was covered from head to toe in water-repellent plastic—a brightly colored kiddie umbrella, a neon green raincoat, a frog-head hat and dinosaur-printed boots. Crow could see Jett’s mouth moving at the usual non-stop rate while Melissa held his hand and nodded the way she usually did when she walked with him.
But there was something off with her today.
While Melissa had armed her son ...to the teeth against the light rain, she hadn't even bothered to put a jacket on. Usually, she was fully dressed whenever he saw her. This morning she was wearing pajama pants and a too-big hoodie. With a sad slope to her shoulders and a tilt to her head, Melissa had the look of someone who already had had a very long day. And the day had barely begun.
Concerned now, Crow watched as Melissa put Jett on the bus and stood looking down the road long after the bus had disappeared from view.MoreLess
But there was something off with her today.
While Melissa had armed her son ...to the teeth against the light rain, she hadn't even bothered to put a jacket on. Usually, she was fully dressed whenever he saw her. This morning she was wearing pajama pants and a too-big hoodie. With a sad slope to her shoulders and a tilt to her head, Melissa had the look of someone who already had had a very long day. And the day had barely begun.
Concerned now, Crow watched as Melissa put Jett on the bus and stood looking down the road long after the bus had disappeared from view.MoreLess
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