Vans Life

Waterfront

He paced the waterline as tiny ripples washed up in front of him, causing him to jump back at each one. Either he was playing a game, or I needed...

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Books (coming soon SnowVan)

A blizzard. A movie star. A stalker.And a journalist who stumbled into all three.

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Mile Markers

It’s not that the cat didn’t love me; it’s that it was in his nature to attack anything that moved. It was as programmed into him as the color of...

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Rest Areas

He laughed under his breath, testing the water’s edge again. This time he didn’t flinch. The lake remained quiet and unmoved.

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