Author Archives: Brad

‘Twas a tale of two rooms. The first an elegant dining hall. Murals of the restauranteur’s homeland graced the walls.  White cotton linens with red napkins folded to look like peacock tails covered the tables. Vases with a single red … Continue reading →

John:  Five cents Rick: Call Jim:  Call Brad:  I’ll see your five cents and raise you a nickel Kerry:  I’ll see your 10 cents and raise you a dime John:  I’m out Rick:  Me too Jim:  Fold Brad:  Call (tossing … Continue reading →

The red tailed hawk soared effortlessly over the Current River canyon. This was her terrain. Soon she would return to her nest in a tree anchored in the bluff below. A hoarse raspy screech announced her displeasure with the intruders. … Continue reading →