The Thaw

The thaw came quite suddenly, and without warning, the three-fingers deep snow that had blanketed the ground for months gone in the blink of a cardinal’s eye. The deer felt it first, with their sensitive pelts and skittish nature. We could see them all throughout this sleepy Midwestern town the night before, stamping their hooves … Continue reading The Thaw

Branson 5: A Short Story

From somewhere in the back seat of the Beamer came the muffled sounds of laughter, somehow carried on the wind, complements of the slightly lowered passenger side window. I turned around to see what was going on, but was instead blocked from the view by a large multi-colored blanket with several lumps underneath it. I … Continue reading Branson 5: A Short Story