Tough Decisions
“Don’t know where that critter went,” said Juan in perfect English. “He was standing just to the left of the gray rock with the yellow algae that looks like a circular target. Obviously, he’s gone. Don’t know if something spooked him when I walked up the hill to come...
The Bob-Tailed Doe
You have no idea how many times she’s messed me up, mere moments before I was about to shoot a buck. “She’s at it again, or should I say still!” scowled my brother Glenn. “Showed up at my creek blind this morning. She came quartering in, up wind. Soon as she stepped...
Long Live the King
Rather than disrespecting a trophy, a bit of tasteful decoration can help to establish him as part of the family. For seven summers, the king enjoyed the adoration of his subjects, the ladies of his court literally fawning before him. His graying cape was stretched...
Excerpt from Blood Red Mackinaw by Ryan Stalvey
Inch by inch, the afternoon sun steadily dissolves, casting an orange and pink haze over the sparsely populated landscape of rural Pennsylvania. From the front window of a seedy boarding house, Curt Sloan peers through the unclean glass panes, then disappears back...
Days Gone By
We spotted a set of reddish eyes and knew immediately it was not a coon.