September 4th excerpt:
Nodding, Dean stood and went over to the shelf, knocking idly at Sam’s wall. “C’mon, pint-size, get your act together!” he called through the holes sculpted into the walls. Both giving Sam a way to communicate, a way to get air, and some extra light on the interior. “The night’ll be half done by the time you’re ready!”
Sam stalked out. “I’m not that slow,” he swore in annoyance.
Brothers Apart 