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Mel Davis turned his Ford F-150 pickup off SE Covington Sawyer Road onto 179th Ave SE just as his brother gutted out an off-key falsetto to match Carrie Underwood’s high note. She was belting out Cowboy Casanova on KMPS radio.
Danny didn’t get that she was singing about assholes-to-all-women like him, or maybe he did but didn’t care. Thankfully his brother was a better aircraft mechanic than he was a man…or a singer. Besides, he was blood. Just no way was Mel going to be introducing him to any more eligible women—at least not ones that he or his wife ever wanted to be friends with again.
Left onto 179th, he reminded himself again to fix the small green-and-white Airport sign that was listing badly after the winter rains had softened the ground at the turn. Crest Airpark lay up the na
