Things That Go Bump In The Dark [Excerpt]

Things That Go Bump In The Dark [Excerpt]

We wandered through Knoxville today. I pushed us into town as far as I could last night, and we camped out in the veterans’ cemetery. The grass had been cut pretty short, but Gizmo managed a decent meal. It’s hard getting all the way through a big city like this...
An Old Horse Trader [Excerpt]

An Old Horse Trader [Excerpt]

John Becker was born in 1889 and had led an incredibly varied life. He lived with his wife, Ruth, in a small house they had homesteaded in the fifties, far out in the Mojave Desert. They invited us to stay the night, and I was glad I had accepted. I sat transfixed as...