Faint of Heart — WIP 3

“River,” he said.

“Were your parents hippies?”

He nodded.

“They fought the law. They fought the good fight. What’s so funny about peace, love and understanding?”

“I didn’t know there were hippies in Arkansas.”

Branch took a sip of coffee. Grimaced.

“Did you make this?”

She hunched up her shoulders and glared.

“So?”