“Lincoln prowled the nearly empty streets as a sinking sun left touches of gold along the edges of feathery clouds that floated aimlessly in a late-summer sky.” SkySummerSmall TownSheriffKansasPoetic ProseBook Excerpt Book:Bullets in the Briar Source: Bullets in the Briar
“This town was caught in a perpetual state of stagnation. The same three thousand or so people were still living the same small-town life. They thought they ruled the universe from the confines of this one-mile square, yet their world ended at the city limits.” PastMysterySmall TownKansasGoing HomeCountry LifeOutsiderHome TownRural America Book:Broken Rhodes Source: Broken Rhodes