The meeting started out well enough, but soon deteriorated into a one-man attack on everything the church held sacred. Mr. Popperwell soon had the Catholic Church linked to every plague and scourge known to man and was beginning to spout on the Popes coalescence with the Nazi’s when the priest finally gave up and walked out of the room.
Two Mormon Missionaries visit the Burning Man Festival.
This is the first chapter of my third novel, Thou Shalt Not.
Sardonically, he was God’s captive and felt it was his responsibility to feed the rat that came in the darkness. This was God’s heaven or hell or both.
The August storm came hard from the south, as they usually did, with a rebel yell and mighty charge. The ancient Elms and Hickories were rolling as if the sky was running an angry hand over their spreads, dressed in full-green canvas; thick to the river.
Hypothetical events leading to the second Civil War.
“Well…why don’t we go to have fun? Something like, we’re here, we’re broke and we’re happy, and thanks Pat for the invite; we brought a sixer of Bud-Light and some killer Purple-Kush. If they ask what you’re driving these days, tell em your wife!”
The muted crack of a rifle shot in the distance echoed across the landscape and the man they called Crew slumped sideways from the impact of an expanding bullet that blew out the driver’s side window and half of his head.
A teenage boy, his brother and father discuss life on their way to a fishing trip in the Sea of Cortez in Baja California, Mexico.