Stone
“Stone, I think you have stalkers. Well, maybe a stalker, I’m not sure, because I am damn well not letting the little black-haired fire cracker become your stalker; she can only stalk me.”
I looked at Bones as I sat at my mother's kitchen table, drinking coffee and looking up the warehouse stats again. I really wanted this property, and I didn’t care how much we had to pay for it.
“What the f**k are you talking about?”
“Yeah, man, did you hit your head or something?” Rowdy asked.
“Oh, Bones, did you meet Mia?” Mama asked him.
“No, I didn’t hit my head, and yeah, Mama M, I did meet that delectable little firecracker.”
“Oh, yeah. I am so glad you met her. She is the sweetest girl. Loyal to Piper. She and Piper had a landscaping crew come to the house yesterday to mow my yard an
