Shut Up, Hank

McKenzie

Hoot didn’t need directions to Uncle Sam’s apartment, much to Hank’s disappointment. He’d probably wanted to lead Hoot off in another direction or off a cliff instead of to his son.

Hank.

I couldn’t even think of him as my grandfather now. Not after the way he’d mouthed off about my pare...

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