Category: Cars drive the story. Characters drive the cars.
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JUST A HEADS-UP
(Don’t tell Pastor Peterson I sent this out on a Sunday.) A reminder that a new series starts tomorrow, What Drives Eileen. There are characters you know, some that are new. Locations in Fort Stockton, and points further from home. The story features true crime, salacious romance, and couldn’t be told in any less than ten chapters, a different…
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PHILOSOPHY & FOLGERS
It was still dark outside when I stumbled into the Grounds for Divorce. The ‘CLOSED’ sign had been flipped around to ‘OPEN’, but I was the first one in the place. Lucinda brought a fresh pot over from the Bunn-O-Matic and two Captain my Captain mugs. Set the trio down in the middle of the table…
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FOR WHOM THE BELLCORD TOLLS
“Well, thank god that’s over,” Chad said. “Most Valuable Commenter voting got tense this year.” “Seems to get more tense every year,” Rusty from the hardware store added. “Maybe that’s just because BaT keeps getting bigger.” “I don’t know. There was an edge to the comments that went along with nominations and voting this time,” Pastor Peterson noted. “Might just be…
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POST MORTEM
“I don’t know,” New Guy said. “Seemed like a lot of chapters just for the main character to ride off into the sunset in the end.” “You’re missing the point. Again.” Rusty from the hardware store chided him. “It’s about redemption. What would you do if you knew you didn’t have much time left, but you knew you had enough…
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MORNING AFTER AT THE GFD
“Never saw it coming that Bobby died,” Rex said. “Really? It was clear as day,” New Guy said. “Baby of the family? Pretty boy with everything going his way? He was doomed from the beginning.” “Hated to see it, anyway.” Lucinda looked kind of reflective, maybe a little sad. “Other than that, I thought it was a pretty good story.” “A…
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GULLWING, FOREVER A CLASSIC
Sixteen years ago my youngest daughter was still living at home, squeezing four years of college into six and living her best life. I was working all the time, making as much money as I could. (This was before I quit a lucrative job to go into teaching so I could work a lot longer hours to…
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BUMPER CROP
“I know it’s hotter than the hinges of Hell, but you’re all becoming insufferable.” Apparently Lucinda had reached her limit. “You can’t even find anything to look at on Bring a Trailer? Come on! So what if it’s triple digits outside. It’s triple digits outside in Fort Stockton ALL SUMMER. EVERY SUMMER! Has whining about it ever made it different?” Everyone around the…
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THE THING ABOUT LUCINDA
The thing about Lucinda is that there are so many things about her. How does someone who was born and raised right here in Fort Stockton still remain so mysterious? People swear she graduated from Our Lady of Immeasurable Concern, but nobody remembers her being in their class. She’s been the waitress here at The…