Broken Doors, Broken Promises
Places and names have been changed to give privacy to those involved. The place had a haunted feel to it. Perhaps it was still a case of the jingles I was entertaining from the phone that had gotten this all started. I was descending the stairs from the cattle auction ring when my phone alertedRead More
Pressed to the Limit
I say that life is basically made up of two types of people. The kind who set limits and the kind who test those limits. I would have said that the folks who tested the limits were generally trying to…
Pipe Bombs
My friend Gregg called me up one morning and said he needed a little help on a project he was working on. I agreed to be at his place shortly after dinner. Beings as I was born and raised on…
Flying Trashcans and Toilet Paper Rolls
Twenty-four, as we often referred to our Service Manager, was safely ensconced in his cool, tiled floor office. He seemed to have the personality that some have, which doesn’t appreciate being disturbed, or, for that matter, the re-arrangement of his…