When the Lights Go Down

“Ladies and gentlemen … the ever-amazing Flying Popescus!” said Ivor Hawley as the twin aerialists finished their act, each bowing their heads and crossing...

Gina Tailfeathers

Genesee “Gina” Tailfeathers made a direct line to the center section of the Union Casino’s long wooden bar. With a twirl, she perched on...

Long Strides to Gomorra

It’s a long way to Gomorra from Shan Fan. Wasn’t always that way, and still only about eighty miles as the raven flies. ‘Course,...

Telepathy Helmet

“… think it will be dangerous and likely … fixing this darn wagon wheel … neiiiiiiigh … bock, bock, bock, bock … and will...

Blight Serum

“Kevin …” Ivor Hawley said. On cue, his diminutive assistant strode through the tent flaps. “Yes, Ringmaster,” Kevin squeaked. Ivor held out two small vials of...

The Long, Mechanical Arm of the Law

“Okie dokie, Quaterman, time to turn on the juice and cut you loose,” Drew Beauman said as he adjusted a gear and ignited the...

A Snake in Woman’s Clothes

Henry Lunsmith was livid. “Good riddance, Avie Cline, you two-timin’ hussy!” Indeed, he could not bring himself to use his surname, bestowed lovingly a...

A Ghost of a Chance

August 29, 1877 “I still hear hoof-beats behind us,” Kevin Wainwright lifted his ear from the ground and looked back up towards the coach as he...

Frontier Justice

Philip Swinford blinked as the late afternoon sunlight reflected off the oak-dappled canyon. He strained futilely against the ropes that bound his hands in...

Kevin Wainwright

Kevin Wainwright ambled through the town square with the rolling gait of a drunken sailor. Instead of the expected trail of dust clouds, his...