So “Dr. Mike,” in a chat on a park bench with his estranged dad Lonnie, forgives years of abandonment, the death of his heart-broken, work-broken mother, and a very messed-up view of love and commitment, in a heartbeat and packs up ol’ Boozy to bring him into his own home?
Very noble. But a little too “convenient.” All I’m saying, there might be big-game hunters in Mark Trail, but there are hunters of other kinds, Mrs. Worth…
P.S. I am NOT responsible for Lonnie’s mortal-coil shuffling routine on 31 August. That was WAY too much of a gimmee, even for me.
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