Click on image to enlarge.

Category: Historical Fiction
Description: I never wanted much: just a place of my own and a good woman at night. When I killed a rich man's brother in self-defense, they took all that away from me. Five years in the Yuma Territorial Prison. Five years smashing a sixteen pound hammer into a never-ending rockpile. Five years of beatings and abuse. Five years of hell and hate, but finally I was free. All I wanted now was a horse beneath me, a gun in my hand, and Gil David in my sights. It was do or die, and I take a lot of killin'
eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, 2004 WHISKEY CREEK PRESS
eBookwise Release Date: February 2005

3 Reader Ratings:

Great	Good	OK	Poor

Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [197 KB]
Words: 46913
Reading time: 134-187 min.

You ever been to Yuma? It's quite a place, really. Quaint little frontier town, sits there in the desert looking all solid and pretty, right next to the big old Colorado River. It's down there in that odd part of the country where the Great Bear State juts into Arizona Territory from the west. If you can throw a rock across the water, it'll land in California.

The climate's pretty agreeable in the winter, kinda like a spring day in Tennessee, or so I'm told. Summertime? Well, that's a different matter. I've seen five of them go by, and I'm trying to describe it in a way good folks wouldn't mind hearing. How about this--It's hotter'n blue blazes. Yeah, that might be close.

Since there's no timber hereabouts, they built most everything out of the one substance they've got an endless supply of: rocks. I oughta know; I made my share of them--rocks, that is. You look at this town, and it looks, well ... secure. Rocks do that. And they keep the insides of these nice little homes cooler when it's a hundred and fifteen degrees outside.