He nodded. "Yeah. She liked perceptive people. She liked messin' with 'em too." And oh the fun she would have had with Malcolm. "Kept her sharp."
Helen was a woman to be admired. She was tough, scrappy, cooked a hellva dinner and was a wry business woman to boot, though not in the traditional way that someone like Malcolm might think of. Raylan had loved her, did love her, even if those weren't the kinda words to pass his lips.
"I was 20 when I decided to join the Marshal's service. After the coal mines and the good ol' boy bullshit that comes with this place, I bucked. It was worse than joining the army; becoming anything close to law enforcement. An utter betrayal of everything he tried to teach me."
The smell of coffee filled the kitchen, crickets of 1 am still rubbing their symphonies with no sign of easing. It was the warmer air, it made everything feel alive, even now.
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Helen was a woman to be admired. She was tough, scrappy, cooked a hellva dinner and was a wry business woman to boot, though not in the traditional way that someone like Malcolm might think of. Raylan had loved her, did love her, even if those weren't the kinda words to pass his lips.
"I was 20 when I decided to join the Marshal's service. After the coal mines and the good ol' boy bullshit that comes with this place, I bucked. It was worse than joining the army; becoming anything close to law enforcement. An utter betrayal of everything he tried to teach me."
The smell of coffee filled the kitchen, crickets of 1 am still rubbing their symphonies with no sign of easing. It was the warmer air, it made everything feel alive, even now.