THE HERMIT - a knot in the thread
She slipped into her coat, plopped her hat on her head, cradled the gun and stepped out the door. She aimed it at the two strangers and told them to git. “This ain’t no hotel, and you ain’t welcome here,” she said. “Now don’t make me go to the trouble of buryin’ y’all. Just turn your asses around... Sign in to see full entry.