Border City Blues 3-Book Bundle. Michael Januska

      “Well,” said Daisy, “on hot, sunny days I like to sunbathe on the roof of my building and smoke reefer.”

      Dexter’s drink almost shot out of his nose. Good thing it didn’t; it would have killed his chances with Daisy. She had no time for men that couldn’t hold their liquor.

      Pearl could feel the music before she heard it. “The band’s started! Honey, I gotta dance.”

      “Then let’s go.”