When Lee Vance came back to Hazelwood, the high plains were smothered under a flat pillow of snow, the moon and the stars hidden by flurries. The new company car carried him along the south edge of town, around the dark shell of the old auction barn. Like a ghost he floated by gray houses he knew, trees broken and bent by generations of ice. Lee Vance grew up here, but after tonight, he promised himself, he'd never come back.I'm pleased to feature Richard Prosch's "Pretending" at BEAT to a PULP.
Soon: Lina Zeldovich's "Believe."
The BEAT to a PULP: Round One anthology is available at Amazon.