Category: PART OF A SERIES
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ARABELLA AND VINCE
THE FIRST IN A SERIES OF SIX STORIES. Arabella Edwards was a southern lady of immeasurable charm. She wasn’t raised in Fort Stockton but came to embrace it as though it were her own when she married Vince Edwards and they returned to his hometown after their wedding. They’d met at Howard Payne University in Brownwood…
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A DIFFERENT BEAT, Chapter 7
In the Escalade on the highway headed back to the home in Fort Stockton she shared with fourth husband Doyle Lipscomb, Janice Amos thought about the fact that she didn’t feel guilty. She chalked it up to the fact that monogamy was unrealistic. Despite the best efforts and intentions Doyle put forth, there was something about a…
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THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT, Chapter VII
The first thing Gunter noticed when he got out of the El Gabacho was the way Becky’s eyes followed Chad’s every move. He thought at first that her gaze was one of suspicion, but the closer he watched her, the more he saw the same look in her eye that Mrs. Drury had in her…
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THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT, Chapter VI
Thad Gunter slept late and woke up hungover; two things that rarely ever occurred, much less at the same time. The curtains on the window in Room 7 were slightly ajar, allowing a single beam of sunlight to penetrate the room like a knife slicing through his retina. On the table below the window he…
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THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT, Chapter V
Thad Gunter thought he was being stealthy. But a well dressed dandy in a Midnight Orchid Eldoradanental coupe stuck out in Fort Stockton like a shiny diamond in a cow turd. Vern filled folks in on what he could glean from cleaning his room daily, but that info was pretty sketchy. “He seems to go…
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THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT, Chapter IV
Gunter walked back into the motel room an hour later. He looked frayed. Trixie was still awake, laying on top of the bed naked in anticipation of his return. Gunter was still suffering from the effects of the Salad Wagon at K-Bob’s. The 32 pages he’d eaten from the file as he read it did nothing to help…
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THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT, Chapter III
The Salad Wagon at K-Bob’s was like something from a foreign movie that Thad Gunter had never seen before. The contents looked like nothing Sung-Li had ever prepared for him. In a previous assignment, in a far flung Tongan village years back, Gunter had taken a bullet from a guerrilla leader firing his Smitts & Westen .357…
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THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT, Chapter II
Gunter pulled the woman up off the floor and pointed to a chair in the corner. “This call is important. I have to take it,” he said. Picking up the red Ericphone, he held it to his ear but didn’t say a word. Just waited. “Yes,” he replied. “Fort Stockton again? Are you serious?” There was a longer silence. The voice on the…
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THE NEXT ASSIGNMENT, Chapter I
The morning light shone through the windows of Thad Gunter’s master suite window with an intensity matched only by the desires of the naked woman lying next to him. He thought he’d pushed the button beside the bed that closed the blinds before drifting off to sleep when it was still dark. And he may have. It was…
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ROOM WITH A VIEW, Part II
The relationship between Max and Mary Helen continued in frequency and intensity. It was purely physical, the pair had nothing else in common. Max had a gift and she wanted to unwrap it and enjoy it every chance she got. If she wanted to talk, she could call a girlfriend. Max understood his role and played it well. The Pontiac Streamliner…