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THE PARTY WENT well and Sage seemed to have a good time. I received a lot of compliments about her from everyone, especially Hoss.
“You treat that one right or I’ll show her how it’s done,” he told me later, half in the bag when we were standing outside by the fire pit. “She’s one classy broad.”
I chuckled. “I’d keep that ‘broad’ word on the down-low. Women don’t like that term these days.”
He waved his hand. “They never liked it ‘those’ days either. Anyway, from me it’s a compliment and I don’t dish them out often.”
That wasn’t exactly true. I’d never heard him talk down about a female. He was a grumpy old codger at times, but he had a soft-spot for the opposite s*x like there was no tomorrow.
“Anyway, she’s the total package—she’s funny, beautiful, and a damn te
