CHAPTER 12
Following breakfast, Bethany set the girls up with a board game under an oak close to the patio where she could keep a protective eye on them. Rufus curled beside them and gnawed on a piece of wood.
Chaco called the group together. “We have to decide our next move. I’ve formulated a plan I’d like to present to everyone for consideration.”
Rocky spit a mouthful of tepid coffee into the grass adjacent to the patio. “So, now you’re the one deciding what we should do, is that it?”
I should have guessed his display of congeniality would be short lived. “I simply want to make a proposal. If you don’t agree, or have a better idea…”
Margo glared at her husband. “Cain’t you shush your mouth and listen for one single time in yer miserable life without interruptin’? Go right ahead, Ch
