Missouri Sky

  Under a darkening Missouri sky, Ruth grabbed the steering wheel in a tense hug and slammed the ancient VW into gear. “We’d better find a motel.” “We’ve come all this way. Uncle Hiram must be here.” In tears, Bon consulted the map and pointed the way. The old woman behind the counter was concerned.…

The Wherry

The Ulster team extracted the wherry from its watery grave. “It’s a sister to the one found in Norway last year!” Davidson ran to the truck to retrieve his photo file. Supported by inflated padding and tied to the lowboy, the last of the saltwater drained from ancient wood. Davidson turned the key. The truck…