The sun shone down on Archie and black marble, it warmed herskin, it glinted the stone.
“You were a good man, Graham Black,” she uttered anunderstatement.
Archie reached out and touched stone that was cold, evenunder the sun.
“Thank you.”
Still, nothing.
But peace.
And with that, Archie walked away.
Epilogue
Thrill of the Wind
Jagger
One month later…
When Jagger walked into his mom and Hound’skitchen, Dutch was already sprawled at the table.
There was no Georgie.
Which made Jag feel better since he’d been ordered to cometo breakfast and Archie was not invited.
But only a little bit better because this was weird.
“What’s going on?”he asked.
“Well, hello to you too,” his mother said by way of answer,turning from a counter that had some food prep stuff on it.
Jag didn’t let up.
“Where’s Hound and Wilder?”
“They’re out to breakfast,” she told him.
Say what?
“I thought we were hereforbreakfast,” Jag noted.“Why are they somewhere else?”
“Okay, getting you caught up,” Dutch put in.“It’s officialthat this is weird on top of weird because I asked this too, as well as whyGeorgie was expressly left out of this get-together.Ma didn’t have a lot ofanswers.And like I’m sensing the same from you, I’m not a fan of the mystery.”
“I heard there was a drama at Ride yesterday,” Keely cut into remark.
Well.
Shit.
“It wasn’t a drama…as such,” Jagger lied.
Keely stared at him.
Dutch didn’t sound annoyed or impatient anymore when hesaid, “It was totally a drama, brother.”
Jagger sighed before he explained.
