Night had fallen on San Francisco. Once upon a time, the romantic city’s evenings had brought with it the sound of Henry Mancini’s beautiful Lujon, but now there was no music left for me. Claire had t...
I looked at Rushing River and he looked at me. Then we both looked up at the sky. You thinkin' what I'm thinking? He nodded. Fell from the sky. Any Indian legends about that? He shrugged. Got nothin'.
My mother had died giving birth to me, and no one seemed to know who my father was, so I had become a ward of the state. I had grown up in the orphanage, under the warm and caring tutelage of Aunt Bet...
Something about the way he had avoided looking directly at me despite his gracious manner made me think he could go from funny to dangerous in the blink of an eye.
We passed close to the docked cruise ships, Temptation and Fascination. Cruise ships are never named Discontent or Exasperation.
How is Maria's mother doing, if I may ask? His tone became less formal. She is very well, thank you. She is quite involved in charity work and has those who love her around her, I believe. It helps. I...
Juanita, in a town full of starlets and wanna-be starlets, stood out. She was prettier than Lupe Velez and could handle a gun or a client with equal ease. But she also had the sweetest nature of any g...
He was, or had been, a heavyweight drug dealer, a smug, amoral son-of-a-bitch who thought he could murder a nice young Columbian woman who was to testify against him, then pay me to look the other way...
I wasn’t among the fortunate to have seen sexy Brigitte Bardot sunbathing topless along Spain’s magnificent Costa del Sol way back when, but I could not imagine it being more breathtakingly impactful...
His gun was still holstered, but so were theirs. He had surprise on his side, and the urgency of the riders, as he could see a second cloud of dust not far behind them. Lonesome knew these men. He mig...
I reached over and she fell into my arms. You have me. You’ll always have me. We’ll live forever, you and me. I heard her sniffle and then felt her laugh against my chest. She wrested herself gently f...
I stood. She reached up and squeezed my hand, trying to hold on to this us, before we went through with it and became a different us, held together by our sin. I turned and headed down the cliffs to t...
I took my time driving back to the warehouse to drop off the van. It would be the loneliest ten blocks I’d ever walked once I did, because I’d met Nancy. It is one thing to be lonely and ache for some...
Not a momma's boy, just too much Gene Autry and not enough Bogart.
Dead men were always a reminder that your own time would come one day.
Found what I believed to be the shoulder and managed to stop. It felt solid. The storm was interfering with radio reception, so I bundled up and listened to tapes of Alan Ladd in Box 13 and Larry Thor...
I wasn't sure when you'd be in so I thought you wouldn't mind me waiting here. I had the feeling he knew exactly when I was going to arrive. That he knew a lot of things he wasn't ever going to tell m...
She loved San Francisco but always remembered the happiness of that summer traveling through lovely towns like Gundagai and Tumut. The rural countryside was beautiful, and the people were always ready...
It was also easy to do because just about everything annoyed them. I really got Abbie torqued one time while she was eating a tuna sandwich and droning on about how she only ate tuna that were dolphin...
Perhaps I was in that season of winter in which all writers experience at some point. Did I still believe or didn't I? I had once, long ago. But years pass, seasons change, and hope and faith sometime...
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