Chapter 23
“Charming’s been dying for a long time now. Drying up, if you will. Sure – we have a growing cattle empire, courtesy of the Rivers’ – but one thing we distinctly lack, as you know, is people.”
Angie sat across from Mayor Copeland. She been sitting with him for nearly half an hour, yet they hadn’t done much. She chalked it up to his mourning for his son, though he’d yet to touch on it too much.
“So, I thought – how do I get more people to visit Charming? To come live in Charming? And the answer to that, of course, is you, Angie,” he told her with a smile. She returned it and listened to his spiel. “You know how to bring life to these kind of places. Look at those neighborhoods in Chicago, for God’s sake! It was dangerous to even drive a car down the street! And now,
