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Lois and the Big Drug Deal

There was something about her that Ray Ray recognized from across the parking lot. Eating a bag of Fritos in the morning, wearing heels in a mini mart, bangs. Ray Ray motioned for her to come over and immediately got…

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Chapter of a Novel called “Last Bear”

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Serial Killer

Being the best friend of a serial killer doesn’t happen over night. First, in my case for example, the serial killer wasn’t a serial killer when we first became friends.…

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They Break Your Legs

He only had one more mile to go and then he could turn onto the not-a- county-maintained-road, his road, and the rest of the drive home would be one…

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LUNCH IN THE PARK

Lunch in the Park The steak knife? Yeah. I love a good steak. He’s a hamburger guy. Rodney was in town from New Jersey and we decided to meet in…

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The Assassin’s Tale

I’d been watching Moe for years, decades really. I was aware, the way one is aware, that we would meet finally. Moe was a scholar of the past glories of…

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