Roger sighed, shifted his position on the stump, and then turned back away from Marcus.
“What I’m trying to do, Marcus, is talk that tree into moving.”
Marcus didn’t say anything. He stood behind someone he thought he once knew and tried to figure what to say next. Not a man normally tied for words, Marcus found himself in the very surreal position of being speechless.
Rated R. For profanity and somewhat wooden anatomical descriptions.