closed starter for @inexorcble (tw g*ns and w*r)
Mason's day had been long and hot. The last of his crop had sold though, so that was nice. He drove his old truck down the half paved path that led to his house that he shared with his basset hound. The canine had his head hanging out the window and was howling for something. Probably a rabbit in the garden again. It had been two years since he had found his way back to what he called home base. It wasn't true to say he'd given up hope that Temperance would ever return, but Mason accepted that it was a far off dream rather than his future. Once their shelter had been raided and they were separated, he wasn't sure if she was even alive and he had no way of letting her know that he was. All he could do was make a life somewhere he thought she might look for him. "What is all that yellin' for my guy??" Mason asked the dog, reaching over to rub the top of his head as he pulled the old truck up to the poorly shaped parking spot just outside the house. The light was on inside and the hair on the back of his neck stood up before he reached for the gun in his glove compartment.
