Hills bucked up and down worse than a drunk with the heaves. Too many damn trees and rocks. Even the dirt looked poor as shit. No view. South Dakota might be fit for birds but not much else. “You expect our pack to move to this hellhole?” he asked his cousin Lara. Drew Tao chose that ...
Where the hell am I? Weak light from behind a nearby polyester curtain told him it was barely dawn. The crash of broken pottery jolted him to a sitting position on the lumpy, blue couch he laid on. “Goddammit!” The familiar, crusty voice came from the kitchen. “Dad?” Right. He was in Florida. A l...
In the dim light, she could barely make out the words Rockfield II on the stern of Caleb’s boat. It was a good thing he took her hand and helped her into his boat because she couldn’t seem to move by herself. I shouldn’t be here. The boat engine started, churning the water and vibrating the woode...
He’d brought the company books wrapped in several layers of waterproof sacks. Not that he had to worry. The seas were calm this evening. Last night had been as stormy as his time with her. Seeing the lantern of her tiny boat bobbing in the surf had nearly torn his heart ou...
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It’s several steps above the TV dinners I always eat because I’m too busy working extra hours to cook real food. Cooking… I still wonder if I should have stayed home this weekend and indulged my cooking hobby instead. It was a safer passion than this. Fake palm trees decorate the stage, and even ...