Continue from last week’s story… “The only residents remaining in the small town of Miners Hill are spirits.”
Continue from last week’s story… The crew of the Angel Flame received orders to head out.
Continuation of this story… Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life.
“After losing her head, she realized that the rest of her body was falling apart!”
“Are you laughing at me?“
They followed the buffaloes and their babies along the trail heading into the woods.
“The neighbors were not happy about my choice of yard art.”
Once upon a time in a land far, far away
This is a continuation of this story… “Pizza anyone?”
“When the team heard the dam explode, they knew they had limited time to make it to safety.
Continuation of last week… A body suddenly crashed through a plate glass window at the Brigadier’s house.
Continuation of this story… “On March 9th, 2015, three objects were reportedly seen in the skies over the Borracho Todos los Tiempos Vineyards.”
When it came to a challenge, Jim Smiley just had to jump right in!
“The old typewriter had a mind of its own,
Little did they know when the photographer took their picture that they would find themselves trapped in a painting.
Dropping her line into Fool’s Lake, she patiently waited for something to bite.
Continue from this story… “Diamond Jack had his hideout next to the Rattle Snake River.
She was unaware that she was being watched.
Continued from last week’s story… They finally made their escape.
Racing down into the atmosphere, the unidentified object crashed, leaving behind one heck of a huge crater and a plume of smoke that could be seen from miles around.
Silently as the people watched, the black hawk helicopter lifted into the air.
The house of Don Francisco sat in a remote part of the desert.
As the year wound down to a close, they gathered around the table and raised their glasses.