The Birdman's Daughter. Cindi MyersЧитать онлайн книгу.

      “Yeah, yeah.” The man waved him away. “Broom’s over there.”

      Casey found the broom and began sweeping around the front counter and the tables beyond. As he worked, he hummed to himself. He didn’t feel like a loser anymore. He felt like someone who’d found a way to look after himself. He wasn’t even that mad at Denton. Maybe the state really had cut him loose without a cent. The guy probably did need that money more than Casey did. After all, Casey had talents. A man with talent would always get by.