Carpooling with Carlos, Ch. 7
Late Monday afternoon, four days following a tropical depression that left South Louisiana soggy, sore and broken in a few … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Ch. 7
Late Monday afternoon, four days following a tropical depression that left South Louisiana soggy, sore and broken in a few … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Ch. 7
The boss seemed to be in decent shape and not too weary considering what he had endured that spring. On … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 3
A shrimp boat idled slowly up Bayou Teche, the captain navigating the dark waters without the aid of a spotlight. Barely visible, the craft’s running lights were dark, giving the appearance of a wandering ghost ship, without a living soul on board to reach its destination. The moonless night covered the slow path of the […]
A shrimp boat idled slowly up Bayou Teche, the captain navigating the dark waters without the aid of a spotlight. … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 1