The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when the cowboy rode up to The Iron Hound, a squat, grimy building tucked off the edge of the highway. He'd been chasing a tip all day and, tired and dusty, thought a cold beer might help him shake off the...

A Dinner to Remember The dining room was a temple of wealth--high ceilings with intricate crown molding, a chandelier encrusted with hundreds of tiny crystals that cast shimmering rainbows across the room. The aroma of roasted garlic, thyme, and b...

It was a blisteringly hot Saturday afternoon, and Jake was knee-deep in finishing touches on the old house's renovation. His arms were streaked with white, yellow, and splashes of red paint. His shirt was soaked through, sweat mixing with the paint s...

Breakfast Is On Me It was supposed to be a peaceful, easy-going morning in the small town diner. The Mornin' Glory was warm, cozy, filled with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon. It was the kind of place where everybody knew ea...

The lawyer's shoes were wrong for the field -- too clean, too narrow -- and the cowboy noticed immediately. The wind pushed tall grass around them as the brothers argued, voices sharp, words cutting deeper than either man wanted to admit. "You don't...

Business Luncheon By NakedJedi I hurried into the restaurant--striving to arrive precisely on time. I was dressed for the interview, wanting to make a good impression on the potential client. I had picked out a pale blue dress shirt with white coll...

My buddy, Don, was doing some landscaping. I'd gone over to his place to help him out. He had a black thumb, but wanted to have some colour in his yard. "I'm sorry about how this place looks," Don said when I arrived on my bike. "It looks fine to m...