#7 The Confessor of Littlefield: The Wiper and the Blade
My own persona is building itself into the greater circle of John Hapflik, Bill Dinklpfuss, and this small Great Lakes
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#6 The Confessor of Littlefield: The Homunculus Knows Its Place
The story advances. The Homunculus Knows Its Place Along the back of the condemned lot on the corner of Old
A Congressman of Equal Weight
“Those who make antithesis by forcing words are like those who make false windows for symmetry. Their rule is not
#37 The Confessor of Littlefield: Ghosts in the Junkyard
Ghosts In the Junkyard At night Bill continued to write short stories. Ghosts In the Junkyard,” he called them. All
#36 The Confessor of Littlefield: Gestures
A few months passed before Bill saw Clara pull into the salvage yard again. She had a friend from Chicago
#35 The Confessor of Littlefield: The One Who Taught You Everything
If it weren’t for the devastating attacks on Christian prejudice by so many of Virgie’s friends Bill would’ve been tempted
#34 The Confessor of Littlefield: Mellow
Mellow Bill’s horse was aging. Mellow was a chestnut quarter horse mare with a grumpy but affectionate disposition. Bill loved
#32 The Confessor of Littlefield: In the Footsteps of Our Fathers
Bill was called to the scene of an auto accident late one unseasonably warm December afternoon in 1968, and when
#31 The Confessor of Littlefield: Dark Spots in the All Seeing Eye
After coming home from the war, John continued to strip cars despite the colostomy bag he now tucked in a
#29 The Confessor of Littlefield: In the Service of Little Men
John advanced in the army corps through three years and became a second lieutenant in an army guerrilla training unit
