Chapter 4
It had been several years since Memphis Nix had driven through his mother’s home state of Tennessee, but as he crossed the border into Kentucky, he realized why she loved the Volunteer State so much. There was just something peaceful about driving through the mountains here, passing by old family farms with red barns and old trucks where drivers took the time to wave hello. He’d been tempted to take a detour through Nashville to visit his mom’s folks, but he was in a rush to get to his destination and hoped he’d be able to stop by on his way back to Houston.
He’d left early the morning before and would’ve just driven the twenty hours straight through but his mother insisted that he spend the night somewhere, so he’d found a cheap hotel in Chattanooga. It wasn’t that he couldn’t
