Deb’s POV
This town was so small, it felt as if it was closing in on me. I’m not sure how I ever grew up here. I was meant for bigger and better things. Why my husband ever thought to bring me back here. He felt as if I need saving which for the last time I don’t. He needs to be more worried about our family it’s falling apart. The Beahon name is going to s**t with that Fox.
I turned the same corner I have been for the past few weeks and walked up the stairs to our small one-bedroom cottage. The fact that I went from the pack house to my cabin in the woods back to this s**t hole. All because my son brought home a fox. It didn’t matter though I’d fix it. I had my ways.
Its august now and by far the worst month here. The heat is so high th
