Romulus Rust sipped from the cut-glass tumbler. Single malt, neat. He could wait. He was patient. Infinitely patient.

He soon heard the muffled thump followed by the tinkle of falling glass. There was a distant click and then the familiar whisper of complaint as the back door swung open. Romulus…

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The President of the United States sat on the edge of the bed in his stocking feet, his head in his hands. His political future didn’t even enter his mind. The next election, the deficit, even national security, they were just small potatoes in light of what was on the…

Adrift by Stacey Purdy

My first sensation was being dragged. Pulled out of the water by my collar, I was hauled onto the rocky shore. I was cold beyond any chill I’d ever felt, and my head throbbed like it would explode. Every bit of me hurt, and not just hurt. I was in…

WeSportFish.com

written by Thom Garrett; edited by Danna Colman

My go-to on smaller streams is an elk hair caddis, but the choice isn’t so obvious on the Bitterroot or the Blackfoot. There are days in the early spring when it’s a tiny blue-winged olive or nothing. Later in the season, a…

Chasing Butterflies — The Graphics Fairy

The morning air was cool and crisp, and the allure of the fluttering black and yellow wings was irresistible. Little Jack gave chase, oblivious to the lines adults draw between this place and that, or why it was okay for him to be here, but not over there. Inside the…

The Quaker (detail), by Andrew Wyeth

“Gramma, whatcha doing?”

I looked down at her intensely curious eyes. Emily was not four. She was proudly four-and-a-half as she would loudly proclaim if you happened to forget. She and her mother, my Elizabeth, had just moved into my guestroom.

I patted the sofa cushion next to me and…

“Wakey-wakey!”

With no small effort I blinked my eyes open. What I saw was somehow both comforting and disturbing.

“There you are, dear. So glad you finally made it. Now, how about a nice cuppa?”

She was elderly, but not old; fit, but not trim; familiar, but a stranger. She…

Thom Garrett

Writing about life and love, along with a few crazy stories just for fun.

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