Month: March 2020

Death was bored. It was Easter Sunday and he had a few hours to kill and no appointments in his diary, so he went to […]

Mexico, 1889. The riders came on Palm Sunday. As was usual for the celebrations, we had a procession to the church. We were all carrying […]

“You’ve missed a bit.” I slopped some emotional paint over the offending patch and paused. Well, it brings tears to my eyes. We’d decided on […]

The bar was crowded with cowhands in from the drive. Smoke hung in the air. Piano music jangled on the eardrums and whores plied their […]