He finished the molten colored liquid in his shot glass leaned to the side and pulled out his pistol. The only sound was the metal hitting wood as it was placed on the table.
Over 85 horses clopped through the stable's pathway where we had setup bails of hay, chairs and tables for the revelers to hang out while waiting for the start of the ride.
"There's been a murder," Trin said in such a dramatic tone that I almost expected to hear the Law and Order signature double orchestral stab.
I kept my eyes on the tile floor as I was wheeled toward the x-ray room. I was in a wheelchair in a flimsy hospital gown, the kind that sort of closes in the back, barely. I’m sure there are a lot of considerations in the gown’s design, but there has to be a better... Continue Reading →