Jo Harvelle: The Hunter Who Stole Our Hearts (and a Few Monsters)
Entering a World of Monsters: The Roadhouse and Family The flickering neon sign of the Roadhouse cast a warm glow on the dusty gravel outside. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of stale beer, gun oil, and something else – a sense of camaraderie, a bond forged in the crucible of a shared,…