““Is it even in the back?” Roy asked. “Guess so.” Roy was actually doing a really good job with the self-haircut, transforming his long stringy hair into what looked like a normal short haircut, like he used to have back when Barker knew him. He trimmed his facial hair before attacking it with a razor. “Haven’t shaved in ages,” Roy said. “Didn’t see any need to look civilized, I suppose.” “But now there’s women,” Barker said dryly. “I’m not . . . I know you and Jenna have... something going on. That’s cool. I’m just trying to look less intimidating. Might help when we get to a town if I don’t look like a homeless person.” “We’re all homeless now, though.” Roy paused, rinsing his blade in a bucket of seawater. “Suppose we are.” “When was the last time you saw my parents?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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