Night Hunt
I stared at the overly large bags that lay by the front entrance with what must have been the world’s largest what the fuck look on my face.
“I’m done, Paxton.”
After his bitter marriage ends, Paxton seeks respite from his loss. Rediscovering his writing, he never expected to create a piece worthy of reading, nor for two unsuspecting paths to cross in the most unconventional of ways.
Thousands of mi...
I stared at the overly large bags that lay by the front entrance with what must have been the world’s largest what the fuck look on my face.
“I’m done, Paxton.”
After his bitter marriage ends, Paxton seeks respite from his loss. Rediscovering his writing, he never expected to create a piece worthy of reading, nor for two unsuspecting paths to cross in the most unconventional of ways.
Thousands of mi...
