pbTuesday night is trivia night, a night for produce market owner Lee Hubbs to swing by the bar with his cop friend, a night to down a few shots and avoid all the folks who've mysteriously been turning into quails. It's a night to kick back and maybe get some action on the side from his employeegirlfriend before heading home to his wife and kids.bbrppBut this Tuesday's different. An argument with the girlfriend, a little unintentional vehicular homicide of an unsuspecting cyclist, and the next thing you know, Lee's life's upended like a bushel of rotten peaches. Well, mostly upended. Because when you're a fine upstanding citizen, and your victim is a quail-human ne'er-do-well who won't be missed by society, who's to say what's right, reallyppJeremy T. Wilson's iThe Quail Who Wears the Shirti is a magnificent Southern-fried meditation on guilt and karma, a fantastic and truly memorable work about the lies we tell ourselves and the truths that seep through despite our best efforts, a dar