Excerpt Short Story 1: Trees cowered beneath the whip of the sun's rays. Brown chased the green across the hills just as Death hunts an aging man. But old men are not Death's only prey.... Excerpt Short Story 2: Elliot's hands dropped from his ears. He stilled, staring at her motionless figure strewn across the road. He knew he should get up. He knew he should run and help her. To call the ambulance. To do something. But sitting there, still feeling the slight pain radiating from his left cheek. Still feeling the pounding in his ears. Picturing her beautiful features soften into the kindness that she managed to hold for so long. Hearing her whisper; 'sorry' Hearing her scream; 'It was all your fault!' He didn't feel a thing. And he didn't move an inch.All Rights Reserved