The Wolf
Pocketing the powder he left her home in a rush, for the sun was setting and he could already hear the the growl of the old shuck prowling around nearby, looking for him, ready to chase him onto the raceway.
Pocketing the powder he left her home in a rush, for the sun was setting and he could already hear the the growl of the old shuck prowling around nearby, looking for him, ready to chase him onto the raceway.