March 19th excerpt:
John didn’t want the brothers near this werewolf, as it was prone to stalking playgrounds and school houses in Silverthorne. A good name for a werewolf’s funeral, Dean had managed to get in before their father left them behind.
He was still convinced it was a good joke, even if John didn’t laugh. Their dad almost never laughed.
“I’m heading out,” Dean called to Sam, pushing the blinds open so he could peek through the window.
Brothers Apart 