My Craft Stories Tall Tales of Sin

Greyhound Arriving : Chapter 2

Cindy stood below the unlit neon of Fremont Street and thought about where to go next. Her list, while punctuated with a final stop, still required a place to start. “I’m looking for an evil man,” Cindy said aloud to no one in particular. She looked up at Sally, kicking up a leg in glowing orange and purple. The tall cowgirl smiled and rocked her outstretched leg. A glint of light flashed on her side…

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My Craft Stories Tall Tales of Sin

Greyhound Arriving : Chapter 1

A ray of sunshine poked up over Sunrise Mountain, snaking its way through the canopy of Fremont Street, falling downward to pause a moment in a puddle of beer, then reflecting upwards to land on the shoulder of Vegas Vic. “Quite a party last night Sally,” the large man beamed to his partner across the street. He attempted to adjust his cigarette. “Yes, Vic. Quite a party.” Sassy Sally tried to straighten out her leg.…

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