Rico and me had just finished our ride, across the Waynoka Dunes, the ones Oklahomans call Little Sahara. A storm had blown down part of boss man’s fence and he’d lost about twenty head of cattle. We rustled them back, all present and accounted for. The other ranch hands chose to mend the fence while Rico had volunteered us for the rustle. We always fancied ourselves more cowboy than most. Rico was my mentor. I was his young apprentice. I did my best to keep up with him on ou

She would normally have a knit cap covering her head - she knew the wind on the Oregon Coast - but today her hair was loose, almost mane-like. As the ocean breeze tousled Namirah's hair, Layth caught a glimpse of the Red Wings earrings she had on the ones he had handed to her, wrapped in a cocktail napkin, outside the sports bar in Detroit as they waited for a ride to the airport for her return flight to PDX. A short while later, with seagulls flying overhead, Namirah recogni

By Max Tachis “It’s just about midnight on this cloudy Friday night, folks, so I’ll be signing off after this next track and passing the wheels of steel to my friend and yours, DJ Kenny T, for your Midnight Mix… but I leave you, as always, with one last classic. Be well, my loyal night owls, and I’ll catch you on the other side of the weekend.” * * * It takes you about five seconds to recognize the song but, considering how well you know it, you’d have been able to do