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Chapter 4

“My uncle Colt can handle anything.” Coop smiled, hero worship in his eyes, as if his uncle hung the moon and stars.

The chainsaw drowned out the silence, and Dean couldn’t just sit back and let Colt do all the cutting and heavy lifting. He said as much to Coop.

Coop smiled at Dean “I would love to help, too, but Uncle Colt would kill me if I went out there in this weather.”

Smiling at Coop, Dean wrapped his coat tighter around his neck, put his gloves back on, and opened the truck door. Wet heavy snow blew in, already freezing his nose and any exposed skin he had, but he wanted to help Colt out so they could get off the road quicker and he could call his brother and be on his way.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Colt had the chainsaw idling in his hand as he stared at Dean like he had two heads.

“I’m helping get the brush cleared away.” Dean dragged the tree limbs to the side of the road.