The Road Weeps, The Well Runs Dry
HALF GEORGE: Gone? (beat.) O. This bout your Sweet Tea ain’t it? Well, chicks come home to roost. What can I say that I ain’t thought before: my boy… More
HALF GEORGE: Gone? (beat.) O. This bout your Sweet Tea ain’t it? Well, chicks come home to roost. What can I say that I ain’t thought before: my boy… More