A Family Practice
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Dr. Luke Phillips leaned his big silver Harley into the curve, racing the wind, and sometimes winning. It was the only pleasure he allowed himself.
He’d left the interstate behind somewhere south of Flagstaff, Arizona, preferring the solitude of this two- lane road to nowhere. Flowering cacti, the brutal sun and red rock kept him company. Dry red dust peppered his face and arms. He tasted its grit.
At the moment he’d sell his soul for the sight of a shade tree—or what passed for shade in this part of the country. Not that his soul was worth a whole hell of a lot these days.
He’d left who and what he was behind in Chicago forever.
Then a short distance ahead he spotted a small sliver of s ... read full excerpt from A Family Practice ebook