The Mermaid Backglass
I looked at the photograph for a long time. Then I looked at my son, who was fifty three years old and shaking like a leaf, and I said the …
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The Cast Iron Stove
I thought about Darrell text all the way from Asheville to the end of my gravel road. Then I stopped thinking about it. I drove up Highway 25 with Roy …
The Cast Iron Stove Read MoreThe Feed Tag
I told Grant Ellison that if he was a gentleman he would get off my land. He did not move. He looked from me to Tanner and back with the …
The Feed Tag Read MoreThe Wurlitzer Bench
The police car stopped beside the trailer with its lights turning. Two officers got out, one young and one old, and the older one walked straight to Travis. “Sir, step …
The Wurlitzer Bench Read MoreThe Red Bow Shovel
I got out of the truck and told Dale to go home, and this time he went. He climbed into the cab of my old dump truck with his head …
The Red Bow Shovel Read MoreThe Tack Room
“Kaylee, read me the plate again,” I said, with the phone against my ear and Wade staring at me across the tack room. She read it. Kentucky, six letters and …
The Tack Room Read MoreThe Pecan Waffle
I put down my napkin. I took my hat from the hook, and my cane, and I said to Bonnie in a pleasant voice, “Would you box up that waffle, …
The Pecan Waffle Read MoreRoom Eleven
The old man in the white Cadillac walked the length of the breezeway on his cane, slowly, as if every step were a sentence he was deciding whether to finish. …
Room Eleven Read MoreThe Grain Elevator
“Ansel?” I whispered. The flashlight shook in my hand, and Brian, standing beside me with his canvas bag, gave a sharp laugh that did not sound like a laugh at …
The Grain Elevator Read MoreThe Burger Basket
“Jeff, I will tell it myself,” I said, “and I will tell it to the one person who has a right to hear it.” I took out my flip phone …
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