Short Story Sunday: Fallen

Fallen “Oh man, I wish we could turn into bats like in the movies. That would make things a lot … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Fallen

Desert Winds

On the edge of the Sandia Mountains, My friends Amelia her husband Raul and I drove down the gravel road … Continue reading Desert Winds

Late night Secret meetings She dares not let her heart Beat where he Can hear it. He calls and … Continue reading Maybe…