“We knows what you made it for.” Auggy Winkle called out. He sat on a horse at the sheriff’s right hand. “You coulda just come to me.” The scruff and hooligans that made up the rest of the posse thought that rather funny.
“I doubt your wife would have let you,” Mama said.
The scruff and hooligans liked that even more’n Auggy’s comment.
Mama turned to the Sheriff. “Herb, what’ve I done?”
“You ought to know. That there, what … Read More