(The serial concludes today.) The sun was just setting as James and MaryAnn took the Amos exit off I-70 and rolled into town. And while Amos at the best of times was a roll-up-the-sidewalks-at-dusk kind of town, it seemed to them that it was even quieter than usual. […]
“You DO know I have seen a map of the United States, don’t you, James?” MaryAnn was mad as a wet hornet. Still, James kept his eyes on the road. “Not much longer now,” he said, setting the cruise on the RV and settling back in his white leather […]
Jimmy put down the phone. “Holy cow, Momma’s pretty peed.” Anita Krause looked up from the pie she was filling with apple. She pursed her lips. “Well, farm boy,” she said in her clipped Filipino accent, “what you expect? You a momma’s boy, big-time.” He moved around the table […]
MaryAnn Krause was sick of the road. Forty-Five feet of Newmar Luxury, deep, white leather and every mod-con known to man no longer pleased her. Every state park west of Kansas, the Grand Canyon, Disneyland, a lengthy tour of the Napa Valley and a brief excursion up […]
Jimmy was a good ol’ boy, and proud of it. From his standard-issue John Deere ball cap to the solid silver belt buckle riding low under the beginnings of a beer gut, and right on down to his snakeskin boots, he was country through and through. Jimmy stood […]
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