A mom sits in a mall café, enjoying time with her child and a friend. She is forced to trade her latte for action, drawing on the grit that had made her a high‑school hero.
Billy Harris signs on as the scout for a cattle drive headed to Abilene on the original Chisholm Trail in 1867. Along the way, he mostly makes use of his much more popular talent with the ladies, and his men friends learn a few things, too. This is a short story with a lot of shootings, but little of it is gunpowder.
Hank and Liz Brewer figured that they had the best job in the world: protectors for people who did not consider themselves able to cope with this new world where everybody was supposed to carry a gun for self protection. The cops were not going to help you, so you had to do it yourself. In this alternate reality, the NRA and the Tea Party had won the day, and your life was in your own hands! See if you would like to live in this version of the USA.
A Story in the Percy Holmes - Detective Universe
"My name is Kate Holmes. I am the ex-wife of detective Percy Holmes and mother of his children. I am also an alcoholic." And that was how my day, every day that I was in prison ended, with an AA meeting. I was serving 10 years for drug possession and prostitution. Well I guess I'd better start at the beginning so you understand my story.
War is Hell! I think after so many of them we found that out. When the participants are someone you love, family even, then the 'gloves' come off and the only important thing is to 'kill' the bastards before they kill you. Family, to us that had a whole new meaning. It inspired what many would think of as 'extreme' measures. Screw it, they started it, now we were going to finish it; our way.
A Cliche Story All of the cheating stories have their clichés - I came home unexpectedly - she (or he) stopped or slowed way down on sex - he (or she) started using anything for an excuse to start an argument - bills from hotels that you had not been to - gas receipts from areas that your spouse wasn't supposed be in. These are clichés because any and all of them have happened enough that they become somewhat commonplace reasons for adulterous divorces. Mine happened just tha