Read from the beginning My mood was considerably changed. I suppose it was the bullets whizzing past our heads, the angry French expletives, and our narrow escape that disabused me of my fancy for finding a cozy barn to spend the night. Warm or cold, light or dark,...
The last orange embers of sunset were fading in the west when we crossed the border into Pennsylvania. Shadows were gathering and sight was dim, but we had clear sky with stars and a gibbous moon overhead. By the moonlight I could see the landscape changing from the...
“There’s just one problem, Bo. We don’t know how to get there.” “We’ll head east and stop to get a map.” “Oh good. So you have some money.” She didn’t wait to hear my answer, which would have been that I had two dollars and fifteen cents. Starting the engine and...
Uncle Ringo pulled up next to us on the motorcycle and removed his helmet. He didn’t bother with formalities, he just gasped with urgency, “Did you get it?” I withdrew the talisman spoon from my pocket and held it up. “May I?” he said. He took the plain wooden spoon...
I was shocked and stunned and a little heartbroken. I spluttered something like, “What? You—? But! You don’t know how to—” “I said get in.” She cast an irrefutable upward glance at me. I started to climb into the passenger seat thinking I might die soon. She had brown...
Hey friends! I have decided to take my latest writing project and publish it in serialized form right here on my blog! The story is called “The Saragossa Bottling Company.” If you read my short story called “Malefic,” I think you will find it...
