Today it was from her college over in Hidden Springs instead of the high school in Wolf Branch.
Linda shook her head, but she was smiling as Walt hung his own coat on a row of hooks by the glass front door.
“That boy had you out in the snow listening to him run his mouth so long I was afraid you’d freeze solid.”
Walt laughed and kept going, stepping around behind the cluttered steel desk sitting against one wall. Unlike the desks behind the chest-high counter to the left, it seemed everyone who worked for the town shared this one. The collection of paper, ink pens, keys, and random missing hats and gloves made it just about useless.
The only thing worth getting to was the computer that showed the feed from the town’s dispatcher and not much else.
“Jimmy’s all right,” Walt said, glanci
