“The Last Recourse” – A Flash Fiction

“You can’t do it!” Arthur screamed, straining at his bonds. (Click To Read More)



“Get back here, you stupid animal!” The calf dashed out from under Greg’s arms for the eleventh time, heedless of his yelling. Greg hurled his rope halter after it, exhausted and ticked off. He was going to kill that little bonehead. (Click to Continue Reading)