Atticus Rhodes Novels & Stories

Harvey groans, “Good grief, woman, can’t you take a damn hint!” I glare at him. I was not like his attitude towards Rosie; even though he was in pain and going through shit, all she was trying to do was help. “Rosie,” Atticus holds his hand out, “Give me the salve; he won’t change his mind right now, trust me.” Her bottom lip trembles, and she gives Atticus the salve then rushes out the door.