THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter XXVII

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter XXVII

It was the water; I finally figured it out. It wasn’t the clear, fresh aroma of the mid-Pacific that swirled around the island chain of Hawaii—in those waters had been the clarity, the slightly salty sense of crystal purity, and a welcoming temperature that seemed to...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter XII

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter XII

I sat thinking while inside the Jeep while Marlowe waited to find out if he was to live or die.  There was no real decision to make. His firing at me, even though he wasn’t a sniper, should have taken me out earlier, no matter how I dodged and squirmed.  Short-range...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XXIX

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XXIX

We flew on toward the night, the oval porthole set into the curved fuselage of the plane allowing for direct view now that the craft was turned toward the west and the sun wasn’t dancing all over the plexiglass, making everything outside look like it was covered in...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XII

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XII

“Look at the night, and it don’t seem so lonely. We fill it up with only two…” by Neal Diamond interrupted the Christmas music I’d put on, as Pat walked through the door to my office. “We got tired of Christmas music,” Pat announced, and then looked at the expression...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter X

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter X

I turned toward the big tent where everyone was gathering for the first class, but I walked as if on some sort of surface made of Jello. Ben’s comment, driving into my heart like a lance, caused me to literally shiver in apprehension. If McCain would do such a thing,...

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