You Gotta Watch Them Alpine Lakes

Sunlight glared off the only boat in the mountain lake. A few yards away was the island that might have saved the passengers, maybe even the captain if they were especially quick and steel-nerved. As it was, the boaters who’d been brash enough to dare the water thirty minutes ago huddled on deck, unable to […]

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Graveyard Hills and Stillborn Grass

Years and specifics blurred together for him. It was a symptom of location, the flat scrubland punctuated only by oil pumps and their entourage of rangy cattle. Grass that grew up dead and yellow, snapped like matchsticks under the boots of the people who lived here. Why any sane human being, let along a few […]

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