On the other side of town are five brothers. . .
Macon is the oldest. I've never seen him smile.
Army is a single dad with beautiful green eyes.
Iron will be in prison soon.
Dallas is the one I hate.
Trace used to be mine.
I need to go home. Away from the swamps and these men. I’ll leave tomorrow. I'll crash on the couch tonight.
Everyone is asleep. Except for one. He sees me crying. I let him wrap his arms around my body and hold me.
I don’t think it was Trace.
