The sax player set his tenor horn gently on his desk, stretched and yawned after a long day of practice. It had been scales and ...

Name’s Sean. Sean Walsh. I’m a real Irish bastard, and an alright cop. Officer Walsh when I’m on the job and Green to my sunuvabitch...

Chris had always been a nature boy. From the early age of six he had been wandering the meandering paths of the forested areas around...

The path to the church was worn and muddy. There had been severe rainfalls the past days, sheets of dirty water seemingly unloaded from...

Friendly, bright blue sky. Warming yellow sun. Clear air and fresh wind. Thatis spring in its awakening. It is quite enough, just to be....

Crowley opened the glass door to the diner, where an old-fashioned red-and-white OPEN sign hung a-dangling from the inside of the...

What a pleasant night it had been. His hand had fallen asleep again - as usual - which was probably the reason for the dark and crazy...