J. A. Stapleton

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StoryThe Room Jon McBaker110 years 5 months ago
StoryShort Beginnings Tiff_B210 years 6 months ago
StorySecond Diary Entry (No.13) J. A. Stapleton410 years 6 months ago
StoryPushed. J. A. Stapleton210 years 6 months ago
StoryFirst Diary Entry (No.12) J. A. Stapleton410 years 6 months ago
StoryA Walk in the Dusk J. A. Stapleton510 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Genesis People - Chapters 1 & 2 Jon McBaker110 years 6 months ago
CollectionOdds and Sods - Short Stories J. A. Stapleton010 years 6 months ago
CollectionLoyalty - or A Boy Born of Two Fathers. J. A. Stapleton010 years 6 months ago
StoryOpening Letters J. A. Stapleton310 years 6 months ago
StoryThrough the Looking Glass J. A. Stapleton410 years 7 months ago
StoryCaponed. J. A. Stapleton110 years 7 months ago
StorySeeping Through the Lavender - Chapter I J. A. Stapleton210 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Conspiracy: Chapter Two [Part I] J. A. Stapleton510 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Drunk (Western Short Story) well-wisher310 years 8 months ago
StorySpare Parts grover610 years 8 months ago
CollectionThe Conspiracy J. A. Stapleton010 years 9 months ago

My stories

The Patrolman - #3 White Lights, Bright Sirens (Part II)

The look on her face was of confusion. The look on her face when she saw the gun in his hand was of surprise. The look on her face when he spun it round in the air at Tom Maher was of terror.

The Patrolman - #3 White Lights, Bright Sirens (Part I)

The killer, known within his professional circle as Mr. Slate, moved briskly westward along 7 th Street.

The Patrolman - #2 The Patrolman (Part II)

There was the whip and crack of a gunshot, a windowpane shattering.
Cherry

The Patrolman - #1 1937

It was one of those signs that were very popular at the start of the century, Thomson saw them plenty as a kid growing up in Iowa.

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