The world was still spinning. Life would go on. She hated every leaf and blade of grass.

In April of 1951, in what was once a warehouse on the outskirts of a tiny town in Garfield County, Washington, an innocent man was hanged for no reason other than a hanging was needed.

Deemed unfit for duty, Grant Aldridge’s fifth great-grandfather, Thaddeus, was discharged from George Washington’s Continental Army. 

I had no idea what I was about to do to secure my birthright. 

Harvey’s life had been lived, and he was eager for it to end.

An excerpt from a work in progress.

To look at her, you’d never guess that she likes to stand in front of a crowd and sing.

An excerpt from the novella The Gallery.

Living here is going to kill us.

The South is a haunted place, his father always said. There are too many sins in its past, too much pain and suffering.