Karen Witemeyer Quote

Well, if it ain’t Meri Hayes. Come to ask me to the church social? Hiram Ellis. Of all the rotten luck. The fellow was just as obnoxious grown as he’d been as a kid. I’m looking for Sheriff Randall. Meredith ignored Hiram’s cocky smirk and glanced around the office as if he were beneath her notice. Do you know where I might find him? Still as contrary as ever, I see. Hiram slowly rose to his feet, puffing out his chest as if to emphasize the deputy’s star pinned to his coat. The sheriff’s transportin’ a prisoner over to Rusk County to stand trial, so it looks like you’re stuck with me, darlin’. Could this day get any worse? Hiram Ellis was the last person she’d trust with her troubles. But then, they weren’t her troubles.