The dry, hot breeze couldn’t even lift the dust. Sweat and cowardice crusted the man’s skin.  He trembled, suddenly sober. Shining silver with pride, ebon handles burning with righteous anger, the guns whisper revenge. It had taken years to find him.  Now, he would pay a price for secretly touching her daughter.

52Words52Weeks

52 word stories over the course of 52 weeks

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