Short Story Sunday: When You Grow Old

I have to go to the Drive In Theater to get my daughter’s car. She was there last night with … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: When You Grow Old

Short Story Sunday: Motorhome

Motorhome An Austin and Elizabeth Story Austin grew up knowing that Grammy didn’t have many filters. She’d say anything she … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Motorhome

I’ve had several posts mentioning Demons, especially concerning my brother Max. A few years ago I visited him at his … Continue reading Demons

I could wax poetically about temperature but it is in the triple digits farenehight outside. Any wax is going … Continue reading Heat, Religion, Frogs, and Old People

They came in groups of four until their number reached almost 500. All in black robes. Some had blood red … Continue reading New horizons and dirty dogs (Musings on a Saturday)

Taking a short cut through a downtown alley wasn’t always like it was in the movies. He’d rarely witnessed crimes, … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: The Alley

Adam had heard the stories about Luther. When they were kids Luther would go out to the fields behind … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Boys Will Be Boys

“Dad, tell us the story about mom and grandma again,” said Jeff’s eight year old daughter. “No problem baby,” he … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Mother’s Day