2 Quotes by Duane Ratswander

... it was so reminiscent of the Old West towns in the Cowboy movies him and his dad loved watching together, with it old, false-front Victorian buildings and wide porches. With the sun just setting in the west and the street all but deserted of townspeople, he could just imagine a desperado throwing down on a lawman in the main street.

At the very end of the street the bitumen gave way to reddish-orange dirt. And then it stopped altogether. Proud gumtrees blocked the road, their bark peeling off to fall on the ground like withered grey skin. The hot, evening breeze caused the gums to sway; the rustle of dry leaves like a whisper...