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Jett had been living in Boston when he got a knock on the door. He wasn’t expecting anyone, so with a sense

Jett spent the next few days working on his car, making sure it was where he wanted it. Part of that process

Soon was a matter of interpretation, as far as Jett was concerned. He was going to push things to their limit, but

Loud music was blaring from the garage of a beige, sandy colored house, located in a suburb of Phoenix. The garage door

Steel & Desire Verse 1:Hard as iron, wild as our hearts’ fireRacing through the night, taking us higherShadows fall behind, we don’t

Takes place the weekend after Thanksgiving… Kevin poured a cup of coffee for his dad, and then himself, carrying them both over

Jett had gotten a room at the Montecito the other evening since it had been recommended to him, and he had paid

There was silence for a time after Jett finished. Charles gave time to let Jett recover from the clearly emotional experience, while

The summons had taken Jett to one of your typical roadside motels; the kind where the door opens to the outside for

They knocked on the door, and after a moment, Charles answers the door, stepping aside to make room for them to enter.