It was one of those dead winter days when your mind just can’t work because the same cold, dull gray swallows the sky, the concrete…
Western stories for your wandering heart
Month: December 2020
“Watch where you’re going old, man.” Larry hated Christmas in the city. So many people clogging up the sidewalks. “Pardon me, sir,” the man said.…
There was nothing left to the day, and Abe was as spent as the sun winking out over Riggins Ridge. It had been more than…
The midnight rainstorm had turned to frozen morning fog as winter swallowed the last memories of autumn. A small, familiar handprint grew in the middle…
Mama was right. She’d always told Billy not to cavort with Kevin Tompkins. “I don’t trust that boy,” she’d told Billy the first time Kevin…