No matter how abandoned an old mining town might look, there was always at least one holdout who complicated the cleanup job. And, in Fragile…
Western stories for your wandering heart
Hugh Wesley - Writer Posts
The dark outskirts of Devil Hollow were a strange place for a priest to set up shop, and Dillon McCabe was glad to see a…
“What happened to ol’ Nathan, anyway? Tommy Franks says he went mad and run off into the mountains.” Deputy Bob Staley led Nathan Lamley’s donkey,…
It was a beautiful October morning, and Caleb could feel in the air that it was going to be a warm day. A day for…
It was more money than Freddie had ever seen, but it was just barely enough. It wasn’t his, either, and probably wouldn’t be. Ten of…
“Looks like them vultures are back again.” Tom Dawson pointed his pickax toward the dark swarm over Scorncreek. Jed Hanson shielded his eyes with a…
“Maybe we should start a fire.” Norma Peters’ breath hung in the cold air as she spoke to her husband across the table. Normally, the…
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…