“According to the St. George Register, on a clear night last June, at some time between eleven and half-past, my mom — who isn't anything like this — tiptoed down to the basement of the house I grew up in with a Big Boy .44 Magnum in her hands.”
“According to the St. George Register, on a clear night last June, at some time between eleven and half-past, my mom — who isn't anything like this — tiptoed down to the basement of the house I grew up in with a Big Boy .44 Magnum in her hands.”