Rural Remedies
Urai joked in a deep voice and a rural drawl, tipping his hat before standing tall over dustafyer.
Winter Help – Chapter Four
The alarm sounded far too early the next morning, and when it did I was surprised to find Bubba's back pressed up to my own in the bed. I remembered that it was Saturday and slapped the alarm off. We let ourselves have an extra hour of sleep on...
Winter Help – Chapter Nine
Bedtime came early that night, for the next morning we'd have to get up an hour early in order to make it to church on time. Bubba's arm curled around me protectively, and for the first time I felt no hesitation about pulling it tighter around...
Winter Help – Chapter Seven
We were hot, we were sweaty, and we were both tired out as we broke for lunch that day. Being in the sun all morning had made the tops of Bubba's shoulders a bit sunburned even through his fur, and he radiated heat like a brick wall after sundown....
Winter Help – Chapter Six
That night for the first time, Bubba came to sleep in my bed with no better reason than because we both wanted it that way. It just felt like the right thing to do, like we were boys again, sleeping in the same bed because there was nowhere else for us...
Winter Help – Chapter Eight
"I've already told you that I don't need a woman around here to be happy." He said finally, "I've got everything I need right now. But what I'm feeling..." he trailed off, knowing what he felt, but unable to put it into words. "When you came over that...
Winter Help – Chapter Five
Author's Note: I just got my eyes Lasix-ed the other day (using "Laser Beams", LOL!) and my vision isn't quite up to snuff yet. If you would please, note any misspellings or formatting errors in the comments section, below. I'm going...
Winter Help - Chapter One
This is something i wrote a while ago, thinking back to my time in rural texas. i thought i'd put it up here for folks to read while i finish getting my next story ready for publication.
Swoon
A rural hoosier town in this predominantly rural hoosier county. it was quaint. it was rustic. it was forgotten by the rest of the world. and field loved it. they ate supper first ... in the town's only restaurant.
Rural life | Week 4 BPWW
Saw the cat in school first, was the epitome of a rural kid, overall pants, often lacking shirt and nearly always wearing a straw- or cowboy hat. name was jacky and me, being the young, friendly pup i was, quickly was friends with the fella.
Rural Justice 1: The morning call
He knew it was tough being a police officer, just about as tough as it was dating one, but they lived in the small rural town of bluegill that only a few handful of people have heard about, so crime is almost unheard of.
Tales of a typical highschooler in rural Maine
Right, this is my first story to be published to this site, and as a result I'd love to hear your opinions. Sorry about all the car stuff, I'm going through that phase of my teenage life where cars are all I think about. Oh yeah, girls,...