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Blood on the Medina Part 4
The silence between them was heavy as they rode. Cobb replayed the confrontation in his mind, wondering just how far Posey would go to protect his son—or his pride. He soon found out. Zeke and Ernest were halfway back to… Continue reading
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Blood on the Medina Part 3
Jean Posey’s wealth had made him be, according to several of the farmers and homesteaders whose property butted up against his, a first-class son of a bitch. He owned much of the surrounding countryside and didn’t like it being settled… Continue reading
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Blood on the Medina Part 2
“Why in the hell does Wenger think Teddy did it?” Cobb asked. They had brought Ernest Brauer back to the Cobb homestead, where Amanda had made coffee and a hot compress for Ernest’s head. The children were doing their chores,… Continue reading
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Blood on the Medina Part 1
A fist pounded against the door, jolting them awake. The voice that followed was familiar but tense. “Zeke, it’s Frank. Get up. Something’s happened.” Ezekiel Cobb got up from his bed and put on his boots. His wife, Amanda, soothed… Continue reading
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Love’s Sendero Part 3
We began the trek through the canyon. I didn’t want to travel through it by way of the bottom road, and I knew there had to be a side trail up the canyon walls that herders used to join the… Continue reading
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Love’s Sendero Part 2
I woke up with a start and shot to my feet. Too quickly, for my head began to ache with a fierce storm of pain and nausea. Hunched now, I leaned forward with my hands braced on my knees while… Continue reading
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Love’s Sendero Part 1
“The wagon rocked side to side, jostling us with each bump. I leaned over the edge to look at the old wagon wheels. It had been a rough ride so far, but I didn’t see anything loose or wobbly yet.… Continue reading
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