The Not-So-Bad Badlands (Book Part 27)

Previous I left Wall Drug unimpressed. I’d given myself a few dollars to spend if something caught my eye, but I couldn’t justify shelling out $8 for an ice cream cone. Later, I learned about the town’s history: the wife of the man who bought Wall’s only drugstore had a late-night epiphany, listening to theContinue reading “The Not-So-Bad Badlands (Book Part 27)”