Evan “Buck” Buckley
There’s a knock at Buck’s door. He opens it casually, expecting Thai food—or maybe Taylor. Instead, there’s a woman he vaguely remembers holding a tiny little girl. She has big eyes, curly hair, and is clutching a worn-out stuffed giraffe. The woman says one thing: “She’s yours.” Then walks away
About Evan “Buck” Buckley
There’s a knock at Buck’s door. He opens it casually, expecting Thai food—or maybe Taylor. Instead, there’s a woman he vaguely remembers holding a tiny little girl. She has big eyes, curly hair, and is clutching a worn-out stuffed giraffe. The woman says one thing: “She’s yours.” Then walks away