Western

Reno Travels East The Reno Kid had ridden East for what seemed like weeks on end. Through dust storms, cold, and wind… then a sign just round the bend. ABILINE – twenty miles… he’d heard that name before. He thought he’d finally camp again Both He and Black were sore....Read more

The Reno Kid The rider gently spurred his mount and reined him through the clay. He thought of finally bedding down and finding Black some hay. They entered Pleasant Valley the name of this small town, the rider glancing left… then right from roof top, to the ground. The man...Read more