I left Nash to organize and gather his family to join my own. He called Becky, his wife, and arranged things on our home phone, which both pleased and impressed me. He carefully placed the 12 gauge near the back door from the garage into the kitchen, but high on a...
I held back for a few seconds before committing. I was in Albuquerque, USA, and not in some combat zone, no matter what had happened earlier. If the car twenty meters away held hostiles, then people were going to die, with possibly the three of us among the dead. ...
The road that wasn’t a road appeared before me, as I crawled to come to its rough edge. I was facing Albuquerque. My sense of direction returned, and the terror of being killed, once again, was replaced by a dedicated desire to right the balance of justice in my...
The Galaxy was headed for Travis Air Force Base, which meant, since Travis was about sixty-five miles northeast of the airport in San Francisco, that Dave and I would have to make that trip and then fly commercial home, he to Scottsdale and me to Albuquerque. There...
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...