< from a computer screen, an old book, the Buick Special, and his father. A chance to regroup. To unwind. To be himself, whatever that meant.
Beer in hand, Ethan swiveled in his chair, looking around the bar and taking in its various inhabitants.
Broken Arrow, Oklahoma
To say that Ethan Rider was bored out of his mind was like saying that the Pacific Ocean was the largest body of water on the planet. In the past two hours, he swore he figured out over a million different methods to solve world >
< the first sip of the lager the bartender had given him, it was like a orgasm in his mouth. The crisp liquid traveling down his throat was exactly what Ethan needed at that moment. It was what he hadn’t realized he had needed for a long time. Sometime away >