novelette

Note: This is a novelette, at something over 12000 words. For that reason, I chose to publish it here in two parts. If you missed Part I, you can find it Here. 4 Fifteen miles east of Dalton, the train sounded its whistle, slowed and chugged into a water station. Black smoke billowed up out of the stack. The whistle sounded again, the plume of steam rending the latest puff of smoke. The engine was black … Read more

Note: This is a novelette, at something over 12000 words. For that reason, I chose to publish it here in two parts.  Shortly after dawn on Thursday morning, the arid air of Dalton, Texas was still chilly from the cloudless night. Marshal Bob Gibson sat in a straight back chair on the platform at the train station. The chair was leaned back against the wall. Beneath the cuffs of his brown canvas trousers, his boots extended … Read more