Fraser sat in the passenger seat of Ray's car, spinning his hat in his hands. He was nervous, a combination of second date jitters and said second date's destination playing havoc on his outer calm ( Read more... )

Fraser sat in a chair by the register, hunched over his book. Had anyone come into the bookstore to notice - and they hadn't, not in a day and a half - they would've seen that he hadn't turned the page in over an hour. Periodically he would look up from his book to stare at the door, then invariably sigh and turn his eyes back to the pages, if ( Read more... )

"Well, of course your stomach hurts, pizzas weren't meant to be eaten whole. And don't think I didn't notice that it was your turn to pay. The next two are on you."

The speaker was clad in red flannel and a hat that seemed overlarge at first glance, though that wasn't what made him stand out on the busy street. That was the fault of the wolf, and ( Read more... )