The Barefoot Believers (2008)
“Moxie Weatherby, cell phone to her ear, climbed back into her almost-restored old red-and-white pickup truck sitting in the drive of the cute little rental cottage—correction, make that once cute little rental cottage—on Dream Away Bay Court.“What do you mean the porch is gone, Moxie, honey?” The seventy-two-year-old man that everyone in town called Billy J rasped out a laugh. “Did it get up and move to greener pastures?”“Well, it’s green all right.” She craned her neck to survey the scene she’...d just left and in doing so caught a glimpse of her bloodshot, brown eyes and pink-tipped, turned-up nose in the rearview mirror. She wondered if she’d brought her allergy spray, because if she stayed, she was going to need it. “But I think the green part is mostly mold.”“Aw, a little mold never hurt nothing.”Moxie sniffled, swiped away a blob of runny mascara then pulled back her thick hair, glad it had grown out enough to allow her to wad it into a knot at the nape of her neck again.MoreLess
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