Doc Holt

Doc Holt

Doc Holt listened to the boys at the other end of the bunkhouse as they joked about the night’s excitement, and he felt sick. What they were doing bothered him. Why they were doing it bothered him. But most of all, why he wasn’t doing anything to stop it bothered him. He always had believed that what others did wasn’t his business. But this would have to become his business now. He had to stop it.