Ferg and the Camp Fire Remembered

Ferg and the Camp Fire Remembered

by | Nov 10, 2020 | Uncategorized

Meanwhile, Ferg continued muttering while he scraped and re-scraped the griddle. The ham was long gone, and he was about to run out of pancake mix. Maybe I  can water it down…and serve meals on paper plates. He muttered some more, sighed, and then re-focused on his...
Ferg and the Camp Fire Remembered

Paradise Lost, Part Two

by | Nov 5, 2020 | Uncategorized

By the time she’d made her way to Booth #1, Grace’s legs felt as if she’d slogged twenty-four miles. Her heart had met its test of endurance—so far. “It’s a goldang mess,” Ferguson muttered to no one in particular, though Grace overheard his remark. There wasn’t a...