Contests, Giveaways and Friends

Here’s another fun hunting story from Slim Randles. These are almost as good as “the one that got away” stories. And what would we do without friends to help us out when we need an extra hand? I am sure appreciating my friends a lot in this moving process.

It has gotten a bit nippy here in East Texas, so maybe it is time for some warm apple cider. Help yourself, and enjoy Slim’s story.

And don’t forget to enter the giveaway contest that I am sponsoring with several other authors. The prizes include a 7″ #Kindle Fire, $25 Amazon eGift Card, and a book-lover coffee mug from a great site for Reader Giveaways -The Kindle Book Review. Just click on this link and enter the Rafflecopter giveaway. It’s easy & fun. The giveaway runs until November 30, and you can enter every day to have more chances to win one of the prizes.

I am sponsoring that giveaway with the first book in the Seasons Mystery Series, Open Season, which is a bargain at only 99 cents for Kindle.

I am also sponsoring the $400 Black Friday Giveaway on another site, and you can ENTER HERE. The prize is a $400 shopping spree at Amazon, just in time to do some Holiday shopping. Now here’s Slim and his friends.

Dud came in the Mule Barn truck stop all grins. Aha! thought the other members of the world dilemma think tank, Dud’s been up the road in deer camp three days now. We know what that happy look means.

Or maybe not …

“You fellas have GOT to come out to the camp with me and see what I’ve got!” Dud said. “You won’t believe it!”

“Got a nice buck did you, Dud?” said Doc.

“You just have to see for yourself,” he said.

So after another round of refills, the guys went out and got in two cars and headed off to camp. And when they got there, they saw all of Dud’s camping gear stacked neatly, ready to go home, and his camouflage spring-steel-armed ground blind still standing.

Picture an outhouse-sized tent.

“Where’s the deer?” asked Herb.

“Well,” Dud said, “I didn’t get one.”

“So what do you want us to see?”

“The ground blind,” he said. “I can’t figure out how to fold it up and get it back in the bag.”

So Dud got one end and bent the steel inserts, and Doc got on the other end, while Herb and Steve each took a side. After half an hour of engineering arguments and cussing, the offending tent was back in its bag.

When Doc got his breath back, he looked at the others and grinned. “You fellas know I’ve delivered hundreds of babies, but I gotta tell ya, this is the first time I’ve ever had to put one back.”
Brought to you by Arizona’s Book of the Year, “Stories from History’s Dust Bin,” by Wayne Winterton. Available everywhere online.

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