By Patrick M. Tracy “I’m surprised you survived,” Tahni said, running a hand over his stone-solid shoulders. “The Fortunes of Lighthammer must have been with you.” “Everybody always says that. I don’t know why.” Bronar gazed down at his half-eaten elk steak, his face still, his eyes troubled. “They always call it luck, or fortune, […]
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Bronar Lives
June 25, 2018The First To Fall in ‘82
June 15, 2018By Patrick M. Tracy Joanne dropped her bike and ran to his crumpled body. At least, she wanted to run. Her steps fell so slowly, like playing drums under water. She stepped over the kid’s shoe. It lay there on its side, a wad of gum stuck in the figured instep, the laces burst and […]
Nasty, Brutish, and Short 