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re-up

Hays scratched the back of his neck and walked past Dankovic to look out the window. The grounds were littered with leaves. Another potent winter was using the fall for preseason practice…”   by j.b. hogan     “What’s the matter with Dankovic?” Dawson asked Hays over beers in Toy’s…

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the winds of time

They were halfway back to the Avenue of the Dead when she suddenly put her arm out to stop him…”   by j.b. hogan     It was Mike Werth’s second trip to Teotihuacan so he acted as Jackie’s guide for the day. They left their language school group from…

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before the hurricane

He smiled into the darkness, letting a wave of nostalgia pour over him, bathe him in old memories. Sighing, he went back inside and finished the poem…”   by j.b. hogan     From Cancun, Mike Werth shared a taxi with a friendly, upscale American couple and the driver dropped…

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a loud hum

He crossed the stream, pausing midway to balance on a flat, white rock and watch minnows and crawdads swim in the clear water. The creek reminded him of some other place, some other time. It seemed like a very long time ago… “   by j.b. hogan Through a nearby…

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a slap in the face

He felt something on his cheek and put a hand up to his face. Pulling back a handful of blood, he looked up in shock just as a pair of GIs from his unit came out of a nearby bar…”   by j.b. hogan   Brennan was a lone wolf.…

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on the golf course

R.D. watched the colors flash off and on for several minutes. In his mind, they seemed pleasant but fuzzily distorted. After a few indecisive moments, he pushed open the door and went inside….”   by j.b. hogan   From his seat by the door, R.D. Cross used the bickering of…

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southern hospitality

Baker kept up his rant, getting even louder when the cop would turn around and threaten to shut him up. After awhile, Owens just slumped in the corner, too tired and too drunk himself to keep up with their battle….”   by j.b. hogan   “Gimme a hamburger, fries and…

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once in a lifetime

Bird boy, anticipating my arrival, swung open his door and put the barrel of a short, small caliber pistol directly into my beer and whiskey expanded stomach. Hmm. I had not considered this possibility…”   by j.b. hogan   This is how it went down. There were four of us…

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a small concussion

The guy’s punches must’ve hurt Jim’s head, hurt his concussion. You could see the pain and anger in Jim’s eyes and then they glazed over, real scary like, and he went after the guy like a mad animal or something.…”   by j.b. hogan   The Boy’s Club gym was…

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the apostate: an excerpt

Beginning with a stunning carjacking in a Tucson, Arizona shopping mall parking lot, The Apostate turns into a wild run across eastern Arizona and into western New Mexico, with both the perpetrators and the victim, a burnt out college professor, finding unexpected endings to the twisted set of circumstances that…

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