Birdsong -12- Windshadow
"A good lawyer could get her off..." Birdsong 12. Windshadow by Joyce Melton "I could smell pot when she opened the door," said Fetch. Mutt glanced over at his partner. "You could? Now who's the hound dog?" He rubbed his mustache. He'd smelled it, too, but it had been a stale smell, hours if not... Sign in to see full entry.