“If we’re going to do this,” Lamar said, “the best way is by water…”
Read More
Chapter VI. Seafoam
Ron Holbrooke was strangling her…
Read More
Chapter V. Maybank
Dark eyes, half-hid by the glare on his wire-frame glasses, and a bristly white mustache…
Read More
Chapter IV. Haint Blue
“I don’t know how you can drink that in this heat,” Devin mused…
Read More
Chapter III. Shadow Box
Lamar’s Rio slid into the lot of a dive on the edge of town, some three or four miles up Sixty-one…
Read More
Chapter II. Not a Ghost, But an Echo
The stranger thrust them on in short strokes, stabbing the creek with his paddle like a heron spearing fish…
Read More
Chapter I. A Salt-Edged Blade
It was nearing five o’clock and the breeze, muted here beneath the pines, carried the smell of the marsh…
Read MoreThanks & Acknowledgments
First of all, I want to thank everyone who has read this story.
Read More
Epilogue: The Buick Again (Under a Christmas Moon)
He was justified in everything he had done…
Read More
Chapter XII. Of Ash and Charred Brick
Jay wasn’t blindfolded, but he might as well have been…
Read More
Chapter XI. The Fire in Glass’ Eyes
The day was over. The sun was gone, but light still lingered on the horizon…
Read More
Chapter X. Jay Dreams of Foxes
“Just picture it. Tables of hot shells, end to end…”
Read More
Chapter IX. The Land Tax
December had blown into town and stolen its warmth…
Read More
Chapter VIII. Idle Speed, No Wake
A long time would pass before Jay met Mosquito again…
Read More
Chapter VII. Home, In This World
Jay had little chance to think that morning…
Read More