Dear False Positive Readers,
This is Ashley Walton, Mike’s sister and editor of False Positive. I have really terrible, awful news and a tiny bit of good news.
You might have noticed it’s been a couple years since we’ve posted anything on this website. Well, brace yourself for the saddest update I’ll ever share.
If the covered wagon’s a-rockin….
Ah, euphemisms… who doesn’t love a good /sous-entendu/ ?
Nice pacing here, and so much background for the characters using so little. Well done!
Old birchbark condoms fetch a pretty penny on eBay nowadays.
Remember when we had to ask the neighbor to pray to God for a child?
Pepperidge farm remembers…
The nosier the neighbors, the noisier one ought to be.
“Your thoughts?” I don’t the mediator would approve of them.
Yeah, sure… “speedily blessed” so’s nosy Nelly here can get some sleep at night…
I would think a mine that close to a body of water would be flooded.
Isn’t that mine well below the waterline? Maybe it dips down and then goes up?