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When Sarah McKinney finally turns on her abusive husband and beats him unconscious, she and her adopted son Jason are forced to flee and begin a perilous new life on the run. But Sarah is resourceful and Jason is a born survivor, and over the coming weeks their lives settle down as Sarah finds work as a doctor's assistant, and Jason is reunited with his real father and takes a job as a ranch hand. But Jason's quick temper soon gets him into trouble with his employer, and their future hangs in the balance as their unhappy past threatens to catch up with them.
Jason McKinney feels the need to explore and decides to head out on his own to see the country beyond Kansas. When his offer of help is declined by a couple of bounty hunters he tried to hook up with in Wichita, Jason makes the decision to head south. Upon his return from a eye-opening, but short-lived, venture into Texas, he finds his father Mac Shepard is now a wanted man. With Mac on the run, Jason is reluctantly forced to take charge of the ranch, while his nearest neighbor schemes to take full possession.
Western short stories Bio. of Scott Gese
Scott Gese aka Christopher Scott
Scott was forced to start writing seriously at age fifty. Up until that point, a grocery list was his biggest writing achievement.
In 2006 he started this website to promote western authors and their work. It's currently enjoyed by over 160 countries worldwide.
It was his need to add content to the new site that forced him to start writing short stories.
Over the years Scott has written books, blog posts and magazine articles and hundreds of short stories. He once landed a gig writing a newspaper column.
Every so often he'll write out a grocery list, as a reminder of where he started.
You can find many of Scott's short stories and western articles scattered throughout the pages of this site.
The Arizona Kid
The great horse lunged ever forward as its thundering hooves pounded the earth beneath its rider. The high-desert brush whipped at its forelegs as the surefooted beast raced with dangerous abandon through unfamiliar territory. Its massive chest heaved as it gasped for air. Its mouth was thick with froth and its hair glistened heavy with sweat. Read the full story HERE>>
“Yahoo, come on Sam, you can do it.”
The men of the Circle B lined the corral fence to watch the spectacle. They were all hooting, hollering and waiving their hats in approval as young Sam Perry rode upon the back of the meanest, orneriest and rankest horse ever to leave its mark on Circle B soil.
There was no doubt among the men lining the fence. Sam Perry was just the man to take the wild out of this beast. Read the full story HERE>>
In the mid 1800's, establishing a presence in the Western territory was of prime interest to the U.S. Government and the discovery of gold in California was a perfect “opportunity” to entice people to head west.
The Eastern press seized upon the gold topic. Sensational articles and headlines about the rush for gold in California and the ease at which one could become a wealthy man not only sold a lot of papers, it also convinced a lot of people to go West. Read the full story HERE>>
It was 1854, seven years before the Civil War officially began, the Kansas-Nebraska act had been signed. This act repealed the Missouri compromise and reopened the issue of extending slavery further north allowing the Kansas and Missouri territories to decide the matter for themselves.
The volatile issue of slavery between abolitionists and pro slavery factions continued to grow and would soon reach the boiling point. 1854 marked the beginning of the Kansas/Missouri Border War.
The Lone Oak
The old red oak tree was majestic. That went without saying. It had had over two hundred years to perfect itself. Its mighty branches covered most of the quarter acre lot assigned to it. The massive trunk was an impressive chunk of timber. The lone tree stood atop a small rise, next to an old dilapidated barn in the middle of what was once a forty-acre horse pasture. Two men, land developers, stood at its base, contemplating its fate...Read More of The Lone Oak
The Hunter Creek Incident
Justin Bradley and his younger brother, Bill, were heading into town bright and early one Saturday morning. They were on their way to the Winfield General Store to pick up their good friend, Ellis Pratt. The three boys had planned to spend the day at their favorite fishing hole. The morning air was crisp and cool, but the cloudless sky would soon prove itself to be a beautiful, warm and sunny summer day...Read More of The Hunter Creek Incident
The Bounty Hunter
The Callaway brothers had always worked alone. They were a callous duo, ruthless and underhanded, never trusting anyone and never hesitating to shoot a man in the back if they thought it would be to their advantage. That’s why it was such a surprise to those who knew the men, to hear they had teamed up with another notorious outlaw named Johnny Bad...Read More of The Bounty Hunter
The Redeye saloon was as quiet as a church on Monday morning. Necks were craned forward, heads were slightly cocked, and all ears were straining to hear the young drover’s response. If this had been a Sunday morning sermon, the towns preacher would have been in seventh heaven to receive the same rapt attention these men were paying to this stranger in their midst’s.
The question put to the drover was nothing new. It had been asked of men much older, wiser and meaner than this young man...Read More of The Drovers
Sheriff John Stone stepped out from the cool shade of his office into the heat of the noonday sun. Reaching his fingers into the small watch pocket of his vest he deftly fished out a wooden match. With the flick of his wrist he scratched the match on a nearby post and it instantly burst into flame. He held it to the tip of the smoke he had just rolled and inhaled deeply. As easily as he had lit the match, he flicked it to the ground, smothering the flame in the dust of the street...Read More of Picks' Folly