Country Honey #FridayFictioneers

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Photo Credit @Madison Woods (Please accept my apologize for not giving credit to Madison Woods when this was first published.) I must have been distracted by the cowboy in my head.
 

Country Honey

It wasn’t my first taste of dust, been riding and roping since my third summer, but the trail was so much sweeter with you beneath me. My dad always said that there weren’t nothin’ finer than a willing mount and a good woman. I didn’t much understand my ol’ man but today he seemed to have the right of it.  I was hungry and you were sweeter than country honey. I’m glad you didn’t pay your daddy no mind, sometimes a gal just needs to ride, fast and hard with the wind in her hair until she’s breathless.

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Physician Heal Thyself #FridayFictioneers

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Physician Heal Thyself

Nothing in the wilderness text had prepared me for this hell. I hadn’t even held a gun since I was twelve years old and even then it was just a rite of passage to appease my old man.

I’m a surgeon, a healer, not a revolutionary.

Sulfur and dust curled under my nose and mixed with the sweat. Tears of inadequacy clouded the pages as I searched the tome for anything that would help. I knew the bullet had to come out but I didn’t know if I was brave enough to make the first cut before I exsanguinated.

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Of Men And Whores #FridayFictioneers

Photo credit @JHardy Carroll

Photo credit @JHardyCarroll

 

Of Men and Whores

Max exhaled his guilt into the night air. A soft cry or plea escaped from the saloon window. They had forced their mounts to exhaustion today.

Ridden hard and forgotten, the upstairs doves enjoyed none of the appreciation and reverence reserved for the rider’s horses. Continue Reading