Chapter 1 – Fishin’
“Don’t forget to wipe those bottles before you leave,” a woman’s voice called from around the corner. From the raspy, harsh sound of it, he knew who it was. “I don’t wanna hear people say they’re sticky.”
Dylan was filling ketchup bottles at his job, Sweet Nora’s, and his boss, Lynora Watley, was her usual “jovial” self. He grabbed a clean, wet towel and began polishing the stupid bottles when she came around the corner. Her white-gray hair was carefully done up in a b