Mark watched the ambulance pull away. He knew Katty was okay, except for hitting her head. He knew she’d be dismissed—not even admitted. He knew she’d been drinking.
Mom, pray. Gather your ladies in to pray. God tell the whole world to pray for Katty. And Bea. God, help.
Mom, pray. Gather your ladies in to pray. God tell the whole world to pray for Katty. And Bea. God, help.The ambulance brake lights flashed as it steered around debris and a line of vehicles he had detained along one lane. Sheriff Dennison was helping the truck driver fill out forms. Katty would fill out hers at the hospital. Whether it was he himself or Guy or one of the other deputies, she had already given a report about what happened tonight and that was the most important thing.
He glanced at the sky. The sunset wa
