. . .A week passed and Shotgun opened his eyes to see his faithful friend sitting beside him. Ray hadn’t left his side the entire time. The nurses had insisted that Harold take Ray’s pistol when he arrived, but other than that, they all loved him and brought him food and drinks. Ray only leftContinue reading “The Voodoo Queen Chapter #7”
TEXAS, BIGFOOT, MOTORCYCLES, GAME WARDENS COON HUNTING FISHING COUNTRY FOLKS SHOOT OUTS BEER JOINTS ARMED ROBBERY
The Bone Yard Slash 