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Road To Nowhere

Road To Nowhere

by | Jul 19, 2017 | J, Jim Farren, Short Story

Don’t you hate it when you rent a car and the damned thing breaks down on the side of the road? +++++There I sat with the engine ticking as it cooled, although the Southwest sun beat down so hot that ‘cool’ was a relative term. The engine wouldn’t turn over, but I...
Slippery When Wet

Slippery When Wet

by | May 25, 2017 | J, Jim Farren, Short Story

I killed my husband by pushing him out the haymow door.  He didn’t have no idea I was gonna do it.  He was up there straightening the hay bales left over from winter.  It was a fine spring morning the day I done it.  I was downstairs in the barn sweeping out the...
That Damned Ol’ Hog

That Damned Ol’ Hog

by | Apr 26, 2017 | J, Jim Farren, Short Story

When Clayce Talcott and Luther Twoshoes entered the ramshackle shack at the edge of town they found Dickey Bub McClung on the kitchen floor and Jocko Fayette at the table.  Dickey Bub had a butcher knife in his cold, dead hand while Jocko had a jelly glass of corn...