“Aren’t you hungry, dear?” Mary asked, concern thick in her voice. “I haven’t had much appetite for … awhile,” George said. A faint shadow fell…
Western stories for your wandering heart
Hugh Wesley - Writer Posts
Rocko had walked that dark stretch of city street a thousand times and never noticed the little hole-in-the-wall tavern before. “As Luck Would Have It”…
It was one of those sappy western love stories, where the hero leaves behind his true love to save the world … or, at least,…
Miss Stapleton looked worried as she held up the fancy printed calendar for the class to see. Everyone had felt the explosion awhile before —…
“If I didn’t know better, I’d say that was a bed you’re building,” Gerty said from the doorframe of the barn. If Charles was surprised…
Maybe the gray, rainy morning made the blue awning stand out. Or maybe Stan was just looking for a diversion before heading back to the…
It was a silly notion, but Grady thought Josephine looked more worried than he remembered. Could his current predicament be weighing on her heart, even…
“I came as fast as I could,” Sally said as she rushed through the front door of Daren’s apartment. “You didn’t use the bathroom or…
The Feller boys were in a bind. The posse from Silver City had chased them down through Aura Canyon, and the rocky sides were pinching…
“You’ve got to get me out of here, George.” Walt Draby held his head low and glowered up at his assistant. George sighed and looked…