Mr. Grumps (epilogue)

Richard One Year Later. “Hey, little man,” I say in greeting to Tory Maverick who is stepping out of a hotel room. “Hey,” he greets with a smile. “Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for the party later on?” I ask him, ruffling his brown hair. “Nah, all I got to do is put… Continue reading Mr. Grumps (epilogue)