This is the sequel to The Tracker from Tales of the Wild Rose. There is gore and adult content. Parental guidance suggested.
Every wait person knows that there are good things and bad things about quiet nights behind the bar. The good is not much stress. The bad is not much tips. Tonight had been a quiet night. I’ll take it for what it was worth. The stress didn’t start till after closing.
Just as I finally got the last regular out the door, I see a guy limping up the sidewalk. As he passed under a streetlight I saw he was bare headed, his old military fatigues were torn and bloody. That’s when I recognized my old friend Mike that I had talked to earlier this evening. Continue reading “The Tracker Returns”
This is a short story from my series, Tales of the Wild Rose. This particular selection has some gore and adult language. Parental guidance is suggested.
It’s always a surprise to run into an old friend after many years. Especially one you haven’t seen since high school. That moment of confused familiarity followed by surprised recognition can leave you unbalanced. Then when you find out the strange life they’ve lead in the intervening years, it can warp your reality. Continue reading “The Tracker”
A couple weeks ago I posted some idle thoughts on the advantages of being a vampire. Not the least of these was eternal youth. But being the time of year it is I started thinking about what it would be like to take the form of some other un-natural creatures. I think I came up with one I would not want to be – a werewolf. Continue reading “A Werewolf Has a Lonely Life”