Courtroom 4B smelled like lemon floor wax and expensive cologne. The kind of cologne that…
The March wind cut through the cemetery, but the cold I felt came from inside.…
The metallic clink of empty 5.56 casings hitting a plastic bucket was the only sound…
The playground at Centennial Park smelled like wet cedar woodchips and cold rain on asphalt.…
The mud was cold. The laughter was colder. Earl didn’t fight back when the kid,…
The sun was just starting to bleed over the edge of Gate 41, painting the…
Morning in Riverstone usually smelled like damp pine needles and cheap coffee from Mike’s Gas…
The diner smelled like stale coffee and bacon grease. It was one of those places…
The outdoor rehab yard at the VA hospital smelled like wet asphalt and stale cigarette…
August heat in Virginia does not care about military bearing. It cooks your shoulders right…
You learn a lot about cold when you live in an F-150. Not the kind…
August in Willow Bend usually tasted like dust and river water. But today it tasted…