. . .Three days passed and Shotgun and Ray were rested and back to their regular routines. Shotgun was working on an expensive clock when he heard a knock on the door. He peeked through the living room window and did not recognize the stranger at the door. His sawed-off .20-guage was propped next toContinue reading “Chapter # 4 – The Voodoo Queen –”
TEXAS, BIGFOOT, MOTORCYCLES, GAME WARDENS COON HUNTING FISHING COUNTRY FOLKS SHOOT OUTS BEER JOINTS ARMED ROBBERY
The Bone Yard Slash 