Party Game by Marian Allen “Baby, It’s Cold Outside.” The others applauded and shouted, “Next!” “Lord, Won’t You Buy Me A Mercedes Benz.” There was some dispute about that, but it passed. “Food, Glorious Food.” They all groaned, “Is that the only one you can…
Wednesday is Food Day here at the blog, so Imma try to include food in my Wednesday posts. Winning Strategy by Marian Allen “Hawley and Latasha are bringing chicken wings and chips and salsa,” Dallas said, arms full, closing the kitchen door with his work…
Western Star by Marian Allen Leland pinned the tin star on his vest and buckled his gun belt. He fitted the immersion mask over his face and said, “Wild West Gunfight on.” The smell of hot dust and drying horse droppings filled the mask. He…
