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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Luc Barbon felt like he was escaping from the reality of 1968. Retreating from his own dead-ends in the Ozarks and Dallas, and about to bury himself in another foxhole in East Texas. A place where the world evolved around a Dairy Queen. It just might be, he speculated, a safe spot to be for a while. What trouble could he possibly get into hidden among the Magnolias in the Black-Eyed Pea Capital of the World.
What lay ahead was a blank slate. He wondered if this was going to be the way it is, always going somewhere, always leaving somewhere behind. He would soon discover he was like tumbleweed on a mission, his roots were shallow, and easily uprooted with the winds of change.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Luc Barbon felt like he was escaping from the reality of 1968. Retreating from his own dead-ends in the Ozarks and Dallas, and about to bury himself in another foxhole in East Texas. A place where the world evolved around a Dairy Queen. It just might be, he speculated, a safe spot to be for a while. What trouble could he possibly get into hidden among the Magnolias in the Black-Eyed Pea Capital of the World.
What lay ahead was a blank slate. He wondered if this was going to be the way it is, always going somewhere, always leaving somewhere behind. He would soon discover he was like tumbleweed on a mission, his roots were shallow, and easily uprooted with the winds of change.