Alan Gold lives in Texas. His novels, Stress Test, The Dragon Cycles and The White Buffalo, are available, like everything else in the world, on amazon.
Honey, Come Home!
If we'd had a Halo Collar back in the day, I wouldn't be able to write the story I'm about to tell. You might think that a dog that had lost the use of her back legs, who had to be carried outside just to do her business, wouldn't have much need for a fence, either electronic or physical.
The Year of the Nuts
We called it the Year of the Nuts. Maybe the heavy spring rains caused it. Maybe it was a summer that was mild enough to make Texas seem like a nice place to be. Maybe some other fluke of weather, magic or botany beyond my comprehension came into play. Bottom line is the nuts came down hard that fall.
The Quiet Race
Bob never said anything when Wade turned up the pace half a notch. Neither did Wade. Each struggled to keep his breathing quiet and steady, to hide the mounting strain. When it was over and Bob lowered his head, as if studying the V-shaped pattern of sweat that darkened his shirt, Wade said, "That was good. About eight minutes."