Category: Flash Fiction

To Marcus Pratt’s way of thinking, the best place to commit a crime was somewhere even lawmen wouldn’t dare trod. And nowhere in Moccasin County…

The door to Dillon Gregg’s cabin screeched in the midnight wind, and he tensed his body into a ready crouch. Coming home to an uninvited…

It had happened in a moment of darkness. Billy had been working on the western front of the railroad for months, and Callie longed for…

The trees were just beginning to slip on their gold and red autumn sheen as Jonathan Albers loaded the wagon for a picnic lunch, but he…

“Get in here and help me wash the dishes.” Martha’s voice was a dagger, but Fred’s remote control was an even more powerful weapon. He…

“Everyone knows you did it, Clarence. You can’t deny it!” Luke Appleby was hopping mad. “I can, and I do!” Clarence Hopkins folded his arms…

Johnny Shoals swallowed a spoonful of ice cream and kept his eyes straight ahead. He had too much invested to tip his hand now. Behind…

“I heard he ran off with an Apache squaw. Livin’ with the indians up in Purple Rock.” Jack Smithers poked at the campfire. “Nah ……

Ordinarily, this type of situation would have been handled with a couple rounds of fisticuffs behind the saloon. But this was no everyday skirmish among…

Dot Wilson caught the toe of her shoe on a rock just as she was about to climb into the family wagon. Her shoulder bag…