Does sex sell? — One day Saint Peter is sitting just outside the Pearly Gates Welcome Center, enjoying a moment of peace and solitude. On the other side of the wall, CHAOS and PANDEMONIUM reigned. A common misconception is that life inside Heaven is ALL peace and tranquility. …

…the airbag exploded like a marshmallow in a microwave. The Oh So Potted Moose Preacher Steve was driving the Parks Highway. The cruise control set at 69, his favorite number. He’d reached the midway point between Fairbanks and Nenana. That’s Nenana, rhymes with banana. …

There was no chance he’d be able to carry her lifeless body that distance. He would have to get her to make the final walk on her own. — Continued from here… … While in the garage he rummaged through his bug-out bag. Inside the bag was his favorite pistol. It was a replica Colt 1911, handmade in a remote village in the Philippines. It came with almost every feature except a serial number. If found it could never…

Get your mind out of the gutter. You see these nuggets? They are REAL. How do I know? Because I MADE THEM!!! What are they? Thy are Nordic Gold. What’s Nordic Gold? I’ll explain later. Until then buckle up, we’re going for a ride. DISCLAIMER: I don't like the term…

“…I don’t play the field, because I’m not into casual sex. I don’t think there is anything casual about sex.” CHAPTER 9 December 3, 2000 Schenectady, NY The “Cube” was a non-descript concrete building, located near the intersection of State Street and Michigan Avenue. Carson sat in his car, while…

“Of course, they’re dear to me, everything is dear, your people make everything dear! They bomb our cities, they sink our ships, and they kill our boys, so yes, they are dear to me!” CHAPTER 8 December 21, 1915 Isle of Man Maria was sitting in the gazebo at the back of the rectory yard. This was a rare, pleasant day, especially for the first day of winter. Unusually dry and sunny; almost felt like the first day of Spring. …

He moved to the glass front door; the proximity of an escape route helped keep his fear at a manageable level. CHAPTER 7 December 3, 2000 Albany, NY George “Newton” Carver exited his trailer and approached the back door of Hawkeye Management. His body trembled with anxiety. The business was…

…choreographed combat The Blade She runs her thumb along the blade. Steel has a feel all its own. The blade was not like that of a knife and as a knife it would have been impractical. Its 1/8-inch face was perfectly flat and formed right angles to its side. This was by…

He drove his car to an old roadside motel that gladly accepted cash. For all they knew his name was Benjamin Franklin because that was the only identification, he presented… CHAPTER 6 December 2, 2000 Albany, NY Carson woke and without looking at the clock knew it was 4 a.m…