Red-Lined

I almost let the 19th anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attack pass unnoticed. What with the pandemic, upcoming elections, fires in California, and seven tropical systems spinning in the Atlantic, I had little bandwidth left to focus on a date in history. If it wasn’t for my son's participation in the Stephen Siller Tunnel to... Continue Reading →

Goats – Short Story

GOATS “Edna, get real. It’s just two nights out” A light rain splattered the windshield. I flipped the wipers, smearing bug guts across the glass. “Can’t you give me two nights?” “I’ll give you eternity if that’s what you want,” she said. “That’s not it,” I said. “I want you to have fun.” An eighteen-wheeler... Continue Reading →

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