I had been in the Tavern for less than ten minutes, but those five guys might as well have grown up ...
The Red Chair
The instructions are there. Take a seat, enjoy the view, stay awhile. The plastic Adirondack chair ...
Return to Windhawk Ridge
Here are some graphics and test files for a new short story series that I'm working on called Return ...
What the Mannequin Saw
I picked up the sealed envelope from the counter and headed for the train. The October morning air ...
The Woman Who Knew Too Much
It was a cold, dark, Friday morning in late November. As I sat down in my usual seat on the Coaster ...
Counterfeit Illusion
She smiled at me. Her pink sweater gave off a soft glow in the morning mist as the sun tried to ...
Providence and a Two Dollar Songbook
Sally took the Amtrak north out of San Diego. Dressed in pearls and a polka dot dress, she was ...
The Mysterious Ticket to the Land of Tomorrow
The initials were still there. Scrawled on one of the bricks, the initials WR were still there after ...
The Pink Trailer to Heaven
She had seen the trailer in the window for weeks. It was pink and red, with flowers on the windows ...
If I Just Had the Chance
The mood in the room was somber. There was a good crowd for dinner; patients and loved ones gathered ...