L.V. Gaudet

I can see you out there, with your chainsaws ripping into the gnarled bark of the old oak trees, tearing their wooden flesh apart until...

I can see you out there, with your chainsaws ripping into the gnarled bark of the old oak trees, tearing their wooden flesh apart until...

It’s later than he planned when Cody walks into the house from the bar in the next town.  He stumbles around in the dark of the...