The first rays of dawn winked over the campsite, and Dillon watched a wisp of steam stream against the orange and red sky. Coffee was…
Western stories for your wandering heart
Month: January 2021
The bag was heavier than it looked … no wonder the old man hadn’t wanted to carry it through the streets! Frank grunted as his…
“What you need is a pretty face to take your mind off all that.” Joe sighed. That was the last thing he needed. And why,…