My Psychotic Masterpiece.

This baby’s gone full-circle, hasn’t it?

When I’m dead and gone, and this book is finally recognized for the masterpiece it is, some old ladies are going to be in a big circle in the funeral home parking lot talking about that thing I used to do.

Maybe, just maybe…one of those dried up, old clams might gargle a drop; perhaps two – for old time’s sake.

Ew.

The publisher bold enough to brave this ride.

To most, 1865 was an eye-opening year. The American Civil War was officially over and the soldiers fortunate enough to survive the bloody conflict returned home to collect the pieces of their former lives. To young Arizonan, Robert Jack, the fateful desert homecoming marked the end to all he once knew. Forgiveness is overrated. Death is final. Revenge, however, dances between the fine lines of mortality and eternity. Love always finds a way.



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