The air was cool, but the sun was bright and still carried some summer warmth. Don was happy to be outdoors with his sons. He had bought them fishing rods and was excited to introduce them to the sport he… Continue Reading
The crack of the starter’s gun gives rise to a low rumble around the stadium as the girls set off at speed. The race clock at the finish line carries the logo ‘British Athletics National Youth Championship’. By the first… Continue Reading
“Jess, take ’im out.” If Jesse pulled the trigger, his dad would know. He’d hear the loud click and the buck would bolt and his dad would snatch the .30.30 from his hands and hiss, “Why didn’t you load it?”… Continue Reading
“Daddy!” Owen’s voice blasted through the night and jarred his father awake. Charlie Pinder rolled over and read the time on his bedside alarm clock. Too damn early. “Aww,” Charlie muttered, “the kid always wakes me up — she can… Continue Reading
A long, steep slope flattens out into a broad shelf of newly fallen snow before tumbling into a deep ditch beside a road. The snow calls to a new sled, challenging it, mocking the bright red paint, daring it to… Continue Reading