The switchgrass was just starting to sprout. If the warm weather held out, Ned wouldn’t have to squint to see it much longer. In another…
Western stories for your wandering heart
Month: April 2020
“Are you sure anyone even lives here? I’ve never seen anyone in the yard.” Tim’s voice was shaky, worried. Pete pursed his lips and cast…
It was only Monday night, but Ted already felt like he’d worked a month with no break. He managed a weak smile as he pulled…
You could never count on Indiana weather to tell you when summer had arrived. A balmy March day might give way to a snowy night,…
The wind slashed like an arrowhead even there at the back of the cave, fifty feet deep into the earth. If Pete had known a…
His name was Robert Brenner, Bob for short, but most folks around Ford’s Knob just called him Bull. It fit. Short and thick, with muscles…
It sneaked up like a snake in the grass, that peaceful silence that can only mean no good when there’s a toddler in the house.…
“Hey kids! How would you like to experience life in the wild west, where everyday is as exciting as the episode of Bone Canyon that…
Rumors about dark creatures staling folks in the night had plagued Shadow Ridge since Cal was a little boy. He never put much stock in…
“What’s that over there, Dad?” Wes pointed to the dilapidated structure on the other side of a rusty chain link fence. Will glanced at the…