The Typewriter

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That night's round up was just like any other, until it wasn't. The first blush of sunset colored the sky's cheeks and several rows of...

The turkey watching Laurel from the side of the road was much too still for a turkey and that's how she knew right away it was a witch....

"Grant, we have to go," Clara cried. Her face appeared in the door briefly, then vanished again. Grant looked up from his book. "Why?...

A notification lit up in the corner of Tabitha's eye — probably just a message from Charlen — but she tapped her connect rings on and...

There was one among the villagers in the Big Valley who was so brave he climbed up mountains on his hands. Well, brave is what he called...

Kino knew she wasn't meant to be up this late. She should be at home, sleeping in her hammock, the mud walls keeping her cool and safe...

Maybe it will be one storm that does it all in, one big monstrous Colossus that wipes the coast off the face of the map. Like a primal...

It wouldn't have made a difference either way to Martha if he'd come home late or early. Some other time, some other month, yes. But not...

Sunlight streamed into Riley's bedroom Saturday morning, so he leapt out of bed and sprinted into the living room. "Beach day! Beach...

The war had raged on as long as anyone could remember. It started with the central sand castles, the ones in front of the resorts and...