He mulled that over. "Sheriff Connally woulda let us shoot 'em." I reached over and took his coffee away from him. "Yep. Lucian probably would have done the job himself, but we're living in more enlightened times." I drained his cup and handed it back with a smile. "Ain't it grand?

A writer, like a sheriff, is the embodiment of a group of people and without their support both are in a tight spot.

Temptation out of reach does you no good.

It was the second time that day that I stood looking at a space where a large thing wasn't where it was supposed to be.

Henry figured that the reason the Cheyenne had always ridden Appaloosas into battle was because by the time the men got there, they were so angry with the horses they were ready to kill everything.

I looked over at her; if women knew how good they looked in the dash light of oversized pickup trucks, they'd never get out of them.

Revolution is the industry of young men.