Landslide by Henry Simpson Margaret and I ignored the rain and drove down the coastline from Goleta to check Oxnard real estate. We hooked up with an agent and viewed a few houses, and nothing piqued our interests, so we stopped at a restaurant for a late lunch before returning home. On the TV above…
Mid-morning, Ramon was at his desk when he heard Sylvia call Tish on the intercom and say a man without an appointment wanted to see him. He watched Tish look through the one-way security glass into the lobby as a beefy man in biker leathers hovered over Sylvia. Tish received few visitors, and had never…
At Sea by Henry Simpson I may have interested Mario in camping by blabbing about nature, observing wildlife, hunting with a .22 rifle, hiking, swimming, sporting a big knife on my belt, strip poker, ghost stories, pissing out campfires, meeting girls, and so forth. Mario then asked if I could show him and his pals…
The Golden Pass by Henry Simpson Daphne had already worked her way into Virginia’s confidence. Displaced Lola in her life. Soon she would convince Virginia to end Lola’s employment contract and evict her from Virginia’s Montecito mansion. Lola would be homeless, jobless, and cast out of Montecito society. The question was, what to do about…
Capitalism by Henry Simpson As he waited for the light to change, Jeff’s mind kept replaying the TV image of that sheriff’s squad knocking down the front door of the house in Painted Cave. The moment of entry marked the end of his dream. He patted his jacket inside pocket for reassurance. The thick, solid…
