Category Archives: Stories from Moores

The Wolf Pack

With grace and stealth the wolf pack stalked its prey deeper into the woods, ever closing their circle of death.  Their pack-song screamed louder than the snow whipping around us by the wind, and my Dad wondered, “How had we … Continue reading

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The Choir or “How to get a pig out of Church”

The summer before I was ten, my dad built a gas station across from our store.  Its grease pit was the basement of an old burnt out apartment building.  Like dad I wanted my own grease pit, and would compete … Continue reading

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