Rings of Honor

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"Why are we here again?" The Bronco pulled up in an arc of gravel and grit that fanned out before the grill and sent dust into Heil's eyes as it settled and he slipped out of the vehicle. His question got lost in the dirt and the broad light of day that flattened every last thing beneath i...

By the end of the hour, the detective was slouched over the table, flask emptied, and his eyes wrinkled with disbelief, even more confusion, and concern. He felt like he'd just had another bad dream, all courtesy of her revelations, if you could call them that, being that what he felt was more apt w...

Heil woke with a start. It took him gasping moments to realise where he was, and that where he was, was home. His heart hammered away long after the sweat dried and he came to. He grunted as he pushed himself off his bed and walked into the kitchen for water and to sate himself under a single, yello...

Charlie's sat where it always had, and how it always had. A couple paces off of the corner with faded lines and faded paint and torn up bills of forgotten gigs and poetry nights. Its situating meaning only the curious, the whispered to, or the accidental found their way into the bar and usually also...

Day before had been crawling up his spine. He was uneasy. Not square with the week and the hours that sat uneven along the course of it. Shaving in the mirror and he clipped himself. Steer gone nuts and out the fence. Payment declined on the last shipment of feed when there was no troubles with the ...