Fremont Sour Soil, Part 2
III. First, Norm had to get the right tools. Knowing he’d be digging in loose soil, he looked over his tool rack. Spying the implements he would…
Fremont Sour Soil, Part 1
I. As Norm Bellaire left the local coffee shop, he ordered a “latte to go” from his favorite barista, Tina Morado. She was an athletic woman, younger…
Teched
“Mind you, I’ll be needing this back. If’n you study and do what’s rit down, you might cast a spell or two of yourn.” I can still hear Bessie…
Lightning Bugs
I’m Bob Hurley, an award-winning gardener with two problems, both caused by my new neighbor. It all began when he moved in last winter. I think he’s…
A Wicked Left Hook
The guy driving home in the blue Chevy, with the swollen left eye, was the dumbest fucker I ever met. I know this for a fact because I was behind the…
A Problem in Gravity, Part 5
X. Trooper Perkins’ body was never found, only his burned-out cruiser. Nothing was recoverable from the dash-cam. A memorial for Trooper Randall…
A Problem in Gravity, Part 4
VIII. Dom was the first to hear the thump. Then the car started to shimmy and shake. "Louie, I think we have a flat. We gotta stop." Dom pulled over…
A Problem in Gravity, Part 3
V. The next day, in the back room of the Monte Carlo, Tony and Junior were looking at a map on Tony’s phone. Their focus was Gravity, Iowa. At first,…
A Problem in Gravity, Part 2
II. The small town of Gravity, Iowa has about 150 residents, a Post Office, a bar, gas station, feed/grocery store, and two churches. Until the end…
A Problem in Gravity, Part 1
I. A wise man once said, “Nothing stays nowhere.” So, it shouldn’t be a surprise when a problem in Gravity, Iowa, starting some months before, found…
