The sound of tires against the rocky road of the trailer park— Ray’s light eyes move up and stop at your car. That typical Hall grin on his face. Like, he knew that you’d be here, one way or another. And, here you were.

“Thought that was you.”

His boots against the ground. The thing about Ray was that he didn’t care what everyone thought of him. The Hall name came with a reputation. Might as well be someone that everyone thinks you are.

“Did you miss me?” “You’re so goddamn needy.”