Nanine awoke. Something during the night disturbed her, but lying there in bed, she wasn’t sure what it was. She listened intently for anything out of the ordinary, but there was nothing – nothing but the quiet night and the familiar serenade of Craig snoring next to her. She was … Read More
Her name was Mrs. Gibson, and as soon as I pulled into the driveway, her daughter Alecia ran out to the car and tugged on my arm. “She’s in such horrible pain! Hurry! Hurry!” I let her pull me into the house, which was filled with frightened people, all milling … Read More
“Deadeye ate Dawson?” Carol said, her mouth open. “Yes.” “Well, I’m glad that I shot him then!” “So am I,” Duncan lifted up his casted arm. “You saved my life.” “And you saved mine!” She smiled at him. “More than once.” She lay her head on his chest for a … Read More
For two years, Duncan, Dawson and Sally lived alone there in the mountains without any contact with the outside world at all. Since coming to Charlie Dent’s hide-away-cabin-in-the-woods, Dawson and Duncan hunted together often with Charlies old rifle. It was a nice one with a drawback deadbolt and five shot … Read More
For an entire year, Duncan Little stayed with Charlie Dent in the ramshackle old house and barn, no one else at all knowing that he was there. No one came by to visit and no one even came near the old house in the river. Duncan took care of him … Read More