T S Brock Chapter Four CHAPTER FOUR     Audrey dragged her buffalo skin suitcase up the steps like a hunter. Naomi opened the door with a skeleton key. There was sunshine everywhere, the kitchen was immaculate, and the furniture was… Continue reading

T S brock Chapter Five CHAPTER FIVE The county courthouse perches like a recovered spaceship spank central on the town square. A large green-lacquered canon from the War is the obvious monument outside the halls of justice. Often mounted by… Continue reading

T S Brock A Novel CHAPTER SIX    It’s Sunday Morning at the Mercury Café. The décor could be described as a monumental wooden quilt bonanza. Black walnut shines with wave-like rings on the endless booze-stained bar. There’s knotty pine… Continue reading

T S Brock A novel CHAPTER SEVEN     “O.K., O.K., you can have the damn pie. I’ll have the pancakes, and don’t be shy about the butter and syrup, Lisa.” Norma insists.     “Let’s get started.” Audrey says taking a… Continue reading

T S brock Chapter Eight CHAPTER EIGHT Just as the discussion was about to heat up, the screen door squeaked open and in walked a stick figure of a man. He fashioned clean tan slacks and matching shirt with embroidered… Continue reading

T S Brock Chapter NINE CHAPTER NINE     It was the last Saturday in August perfectly noon. The Lake House Bar had just opened as usual. Albert Strongbow was at the end of the bar reading a book folded out… Continue reading

T S Brock Chapter Ten CHAPTER TEN     The rally was to begin at 3 pm. From late morning, people began to wander into the Lake House. In the style of a chateau, this large elegant mostly wooden structure served… Continue reading