At one point in my life, before the writing, and before being published, I played baseball. Though, playing is a strong word. Participating would be closer, and it was only little league. I was encouraged by my father, mostly because the world had yet to witness my innate lack of…

Jack was coming out of the forest when he saw the little car at the cabin across the way. It caught his attention for two reasons. He was the only full time resident on a country road loaded with vacation cabins. Most of the people left after the holiday, or…

It was a rainy day, the day that I met her. I remember the raindrops making their way down the shop windows as I walked along the sidewalk. I clutched my collar, holding it close to keep the precipitation out, and to keep the last vestiges of warmth inside my…

It was drizzling out. The wet pavement reflected the lights of the building ahead as though he was walking on across broken a mirror. It was as though Mother Nature decided that the setting should reflect the grey mood. Death walked slowly. Normally, he went about his business without much…

“I think that might be the last of the coffee,” I said, setting my mug down on my desk. “Resupply won’t be in for a while with the storm gathering,” Kevin said. “I guess you’re out of luck.” “It’s okay I’ve been hoarding packets for weeks now.” He walked into…

She turned in bed and reached over to see if he was there. The bed was still warm where his body was. She pretended to be asleep when she heard the door squeak open. …

We walked the same barren roads we’d been walking for years. The world still carried the dull gray tones from the war. It touched everything around us. Even the trees bore the scars of a more violent time. Our boots crunched on the gravel path on the outskirts of the…

“Can you please play something other than country.” “Colter Wall is not just country. It’s like if the prairie could sing.” “We grew up next door to each other. I know you’ve never even seen a prairie.” “Well, still. Besides, driver picks.” “I know, I know. But listening to this…

The most powerful being in the universe walked down the small town sidewalk, past a bookstore and cafe, and entered a little studio that sold hand blown glass trinkets to tourists. There were half a dozen people in the shop and even though they didn’t notice the fairly tall, broad…