Dynamite

Dynamite

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

"You ready to tell me what we're carrying?" "Why is it so important for you to know?" "Well first place, if it was nitroglycerin, then I would take another route. If it was whiskey I'd stop for a drink any time. Why is it you don't want to tell me?" "Alright, if you must know, it's dynamite." "Dynamite! Why in blazes didn't you tell me that when we started?" "If you had known would you have agreed to carry it?"
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The Gunfight

The Gunfight

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

Even if he is, there's always tomorrow. Yes, there's always tomorrow. And yesterday. And the nights with the same dreams. Dead men's faces taunting me. Always taunting me. There was an old gunfighter told me one time, "the only way to stop the dreams is to let your opponent win. It's a guaranteed cure. No more dreams.""Sounds too final for me," I told him."I'll just keep having the dreams."
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Shortland

Shortland

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

A Classic Western AdventureEx Marshall, Cliff Baron. 29 years old. 6 feet 4 inches, neatly trimmed wavy brown hair turning gray at the temples. He has whiskey colored eyes and a pencil thin mustache on his upper lip. He's a stout man weighing about 190 pounds. He dresses immaculately with a flower in his coat at all times. He's always clean shaven, however today, he has a three day growth of beard.He's on his way to Shortland, Texas to pick up the man who cost him his job.
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Itching Tree, Idaho

Itching Tree, Idaho

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

The town was named Itching Tree because when the first settlers arrived, one of the trees was covered with poison oak and poison ivy. Anyone who got near it would itch for days, even weeks. Only one out of several trees was contaminated.The people tried everything to rid the tree of the poison, but nothing seemed to work. Then one day, almost six months later, magically the tree was clear of all signs of the poison. No one knows what happened. It seemed like a miracle had happened overnight.
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The Concho Kid

The Concho Kid

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

When 16-year-old Benjamin Bradley kills his step-daddy, he is transformed into a ruthless killer, seemingly without a conscience. The sheriff forces him to leave town or stand trial for murder. He then shoots the sheriff in the back and kills him. Killing seems to come so easy for him that he kills the livery stable owner, steals a horse, and rides out of town. He's not only a bad guy. He's the worst of the worse. He's a cold-blooded killer. He kills indiscriminately. No one is safe when he goes on a killing rampage
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Angry Orchard, Colorado--The Traveler #3

Angry Orchard, Colorado--The Traveler #3

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

Join The Traveler as he travels the states and territories of the old west of the late 1800s with his two friends, rooting out and destroying evil whenever and wherever he finds it. Folks may wonder how he can be a Christian and a gunfighter. But Jed doesn't have a choice when a gunman is going to kill him. It's kill or be killed. God has ordained him to be the one who steps up to help people in need when there is no one else.
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Velvet Sky, Arizona -

Velvet Sky, Arizona -

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

After two days of traveling, I pulled up on Sugar's reins, stared at the trail ahead, turned in the saddle and looked at the dusty trail behind. It looked like silver water running off a duck's back, and the land in front of us seemed to sizzle, like a burning flame. Some of the terrain looked vaguely familiar, but then looking a second time, it didn't look like anything I had seen before. As I took another look, the subtle rise and fall of the land all looked the same.
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Clear Stone, Wyoming

Clear Stone, Wyoming

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

We all went over to the sound, and there in the bushes was a young Indian brave. He was in pretty bad shape. The other Indians must have thought he had run off when the fighting started, or maybe they didn't care because he was so young, so they didn't bother looking for him. He was probably 10 or 11 years old, too young to be going on a raid like this.
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Gutshot

Gutshot

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

A shot to the stomach is one of the slowest and most painful deaths a human being can endure."You feel your belly fill up with blood. You're bloated. You can't move. You can't breathe. You can't die!"
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Red Rose

Red Rose

J. C. Hulsey

J. C. Hulsey

(WANTED! BRIDES FOR LONELY MEN IN TEXAS) He had sent money for expenses along with a train ticket.I had never had this much money to spend on myself. If this is what it’s like to be a Texas bride, then I like it.
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