A Chance of Frost

A Chance of Frost

Deep within his soul, he needed the marsh and its ducks, perhaps now more than ever. “Come duck hunting with me." "What?" she asked as if she must have misheard him. "Come duck hunting with me." Now Terri was no foreigner to hunting. She enjoyed walking the grass...

Savage Santa

Savage Santa

'Twas the night before Christmas in the old cabin, and the two trappers had just settled in when what to their wandering eyes should appear... "Talkin' about Christmas," said Bedrock, as we smoked in his cabin after supper, an' the wind howled as it sometimes can on a...

The Gift

The Gift

The spaniel had lived beyond her time. But strangely – to the last – she had acted almost as a puppy. He had felt the turn of the tide three years before. Felt it more than in the 73 years before them. It pulled against him now, receding rather than rushing in. He...