Author: hughwesley

“One wrong step out here, and we’ll be deader’n a rollin’ tumbleweed.” The whispered words were harsh and jagged, cutting through the chilly desert night…

The old folks used to say that if crows lined up on a rooftop, someone underneath those eaves wasn’t long for this world. Grandpa Tompkins…

The cedar planks that covered the old barn were weathered and warped but still solid enough you couldn’t see through them. Just in case, Tom…

It had been a lifetime since Stanley first lifted Elsa into a stagecoach, but his bride was even lighter in his arms now than she…

The big cat might have been nothing more than a shadow, a concoction of moon and clouds, had it not been for the faint scent…

There was no book that taught you how to properly apologize to a woman you done wrong, at least as far as Bart knew. And,…

From the time Sally was a little girl, she loved taking long walks. Sometimes, she’d walk with her mommy or daddy, but mostly she walked…

Rolling hills and sprawling plains scrolled outside the window like a dream rushing to finish before the dreamer awakes. In the distance, Max could see…