ROAD ROVERS II: COLLEEN'S LOVERHunter stripped the short-sleeved chambray shirt he'd just put on from his new jeans and tossed it to the bed where it joined a plaid golf shirt. Too plain, he thought. And it was starting to fade. He went to the closet and braced his arms on the doorjamb, examining the contents with a critical eye. The hawaiian print shirt his niece, Collette, had given him for his birthday? No. It didn't convey the right image. Neither did the maroon-and-taupe-striped button-down collar. Maybe the...More Like This
"What the heck are you doing, Hunter? You're going to the high school to look things over and prepare a bid for some landscaping. You aren't going courting, and you aren't trying to impress anyone. It's summertime. Colleen probably won't even be there."
"Right," he said aloud. He'd blown the whole thing out of proportion. But ever since he'd given up his position at a thriving landscape business in Baton Rouge and moved back to Lewiston, Arkansas, lots of things had happened, including his running into C