Welcome To CarMax

“Dad, just talk to the lady! She wants to help,” he said. “And be nice, please.” His grumpy old, military ram of a father huffed and he shook his head. He didn’t know why this was a good idea or how his wife had tricked him into– He thought of her big, glassy, nearly golden, hazel eyes and that pout that got him to do some insane things in college, and even crazier things at four in the morning. He wanted to curse the power she held over him with those eyes, but couldn’t help but smile too. Damn, he (more…)