Sample from my latest, We are Mist.
Sample from my latest, We Are Mist, live on Amazon.
“Macy girl, did I ever tell you about the time I wiped out a whole cornfield with an Indian motorcycle?” Pops said.
She’d heard the story probably a hundred times. Always told with different variations. Sometimes there had been oil on the road. Sometimes Pops had been chased by a motorcycle gang called the Lords of Darkness. Once Pops had even told her that the motorcycle had been so hot, it made popcorn. This particular one Macy had loved the most because it was the wildest one, and it was the one he told the loudest. Pops would act out the slide of his crash and then pretend he was the corn popping under the heat of the motorcycle. He’d fling his arms all over the place and jump up and down until Macy would laugh so hard no…
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