Excerpt of Chapter 1 My Outlaw I laid on my back in the grassy field somewhere in the woods near a cottage. The sky glistened bright blue, with only a few fluffy clouds hanging in the sky. They were the kind that kids sat in circles for, breaking their necks to look...
They poke and prod at me with their glares and glances, questioning exactly what it is I mean to say, what it is I mean when I say I can taste the fluorescent kitchen lights flickering over head or when I say that I can’t eat the spaghetti they made for dinner because...
