Strangers Like Me # [Clayzan]
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The sheriff’s department was where JT remembered it. He hadn’t been back in Swynlake since Christmas three years ago and he hadn’t had any reason to be visiting the sheriff’s department. Honestly, he still didn’t really think that he had a reason to be visiting the sheriff’s department. It was at his mother’s insistence that he was here. When she had her mind made up about something, it was impossible to change it. And she had her mind made up about JT reconnecting with his Clayton family.
Though, was it reconnecting when you’d never really had a connection to start? His parents had died when he was five and he’d lived in Tanzania that whole time. He’d maybe been to the Clayton estate once? Twice? And he didn’t remember it at all. Not to mention, his cousin was nearly twenty years older than he was. And, if rumor was to be believed, enjoyed a good round of hunting.
But, Mama wanted him to connect, so that was what he was going to do. His mama had eyes everywhere. She’d know if he didn’t.
The receptionist was kind enough to let him back, directing him to William’s office. Jane, his wolfdog, was at his side as he knocked on the half open door.
“Uh, William Clayton?” JT said, ducking into the doorframe. “Uh, hi. I’m JT. John, er, Clayton-Menga?” His own name was spoken like a question.
[lookbook just regular trainers why would u wear oxfords w this outfit]