Bleeding to death along the sandy road while gun smoke cleared from my head wasn’t a problem. Robbery, booze, and bullets were my life. Figured time would catch up one day.

Main grievance: knowing my own arrogance became my downfall.

Should’ve never laughed at a gun-wielding cowgirl during a standoff.

BAM graduated with a degree in English with honors, helps other writers whenever possible, teaches in Japan, and has awarded publications here and there. Check out bamwrites.com for more.