Hugh Wesley - Writer Posts

It was the last game of the summer, and fall was nipping in the air, even there in the Florida panhandle. Henry dreaded the last…

It had been nearly a year since Vince moved to Pleasantville, and the place was living up to its name. Small, quiet … no troubles.…

“By clicking ‘Continue’ below, you agree to use the ‘Go Then’ app as intended, including but not limited to NEVER entering a date more than…

George could hear the sniffling as soon as he came through the front door. It was early October, prime territory for fall allergies. But this…

The first snow of the season was falling hard outside the window. Had been falling for hours, and it showed no signs of letting up.…

“So you’re going to take orders from the town drunk now?” Ted Pullman smirked in the glow of the backroom television. Frank Stevens adjusted the…

“What are you looking at?” Brad dropped his pencil and squinted across the dark lab to the bank of dimly lit cages. Maybe he wasn’t…

“That’s a good way to get yourself hit, mister.” It was a man’s voice. Tall headlights swallowed his face. “I’m sorry,” Craig said, moving around…

Only twenty yards in, and already fatigue burned like hellfire through every muscle in Rob’s body. The water was colder than he thought it would…

“He would only show up on nights like this, when the weather turns cold and the fire burns low.” Fred Larson shot a look a…