Thomas Falater

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Exit

There is no better place to slum than a cheap strip club in the middle of the desert between Las Vegas and San Diego. From the highway, I saw a large, wooden cowboy with an animated arm pointing toward the entrance and I knew I had to stop, if only for the adventure of it all.

The Killer: Rowan's Debt

The call came at 3 p.m.

“Hello. Moss Plumbing,” Harold answered.

“I have a customer for you. He’s got a leaky pipe that needs fixing.”

Mary's Garden

Mary was proud of her garden: it was lush, green, and magnificent. Mary had more than just a green thumb; she had an almost magical power to grow anything she planted and this power would be put to the test in a most unusual way.

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Tom is a freelance writer from Southern California

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