J.C. Hulsey has 10 audiobooks on Listento.it, narrated by 3 narrators. The most-rated is Dynamite.
Angry Orchard, Colorado
Summary
He pointed to a poster on the wall. "Maybe, you'd better read that poster," he said. The poster read: YOU WILL BE TRAVELING THROUGH INDIAN COUNTRY AND THE SAFETY OF YOUR PERSON CANNOT BE VOUCHSAFED BY ANYONE BUT GOD. "Interesting." I said.
©2015 J.C. Hulsey (P)2015 Outlaws Publishing
Clear Stone, Wyoming
Summary
We all went over to the sound, and there in the bushes was a young Indian brave. He was in pretty bad shape. The other Indians must have thought he had run off when the fighting started, or maybe they didn't care because he was so young, so they didn't bother looking for him. He was probably 10 or 11 years old, too young to be going on a raid like this.
©2015 J.C. Hulsey (P)2015 Outlaws Publishing
Got'cha
Summary
Cowboy is pursued by outlaw. Gets shot and cornered in cabin.
©2016 J.C. Hulsey (P)2016 Outlaws Publsihing LLC
Itching Tree, Idaho
Summary
The town was named Itching Tree because when the first settlers arrived, one of the trees was covered with poison oak and poison ivy. Anyone who got near it would itch for days, even weeks. Only one out of several trees was contaminated. The people tried everything to rid the tree of the poison, but nothing seemed to work. Then one day, almost six months later, magically the tree was clear of all signs of the poison. No one knows what happened. It seemed like a miracle had happened overnight.
©2015 J.C. Hulsey (P)2015 Outlaws Publshing LLC
The Empty Sleeve
Summary
"I'm afraid, Murph," I said. "What if she won't accept a one-armed man?" She turned me loose and stepped back. I stood, letting her take a good look at me. The whole me. The half me. Her eyes moved slowly up and down my body, her eyes finally coming to rest on my empty sleeve. My heart seemed to stop beating. My breath caught in my throat.
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Windy Butte, New Mexico
Summary
While visiting with my aunt and uncle in Itching Tree, Idaho, I received a telegram. A double bolt of lightning zigzagged and streaked across the sky bringing right behind it the rumble of distant thunder. It looked as though it was going to be a gully washer. I pushed my leather hat back off my forehead and opened the telegram. It was from Mayor Madison of Windy Butte, New Mexico. I had taken care of a problem they had when we passed through there on our way to Velvet Sky, Arizona. It seemed they had a similar situation now. The new sheriff they hired was causing all kinds of grief and trouble. He had taken over the town and was demanding that everyone do exactly as he said, or else. He hadn't killed anyone yet, but the mayor felt it was just a matter of time before he did. This was the kind of mission I felt God had ordained me to do. Alleviate trouble where and whenever needed. I also needed to see if the mayor had lived up to his promise to allow his young daughter, Melody, to have more freedom in her life. I stuffed the telegram in my shirt pocket and stepped indoors to tell my friends of our new journey, just as the rain started pouring down.
©2014 J.C. Hulsey (P)2016 Outlaws Publishing LLC
The Waterhole
Summary
This is a short story of a man hired to guard, as he puts it, a worthless stinky smelly mud hole....
©2015 J.C. Hulsey (P)2015 Outlaws Publishing LLC
J.T. & Me
Summary
John Turner Russell and I are special investigators. Our job, as described by the judge, was to look into the backgrounds of certain individuals and determine whether they had the potential of becoming law breakers. There was very little, if any, violence involved in this endeavor - That is until the last few jobs. It seemed as if we were becoming more like bounty hunters than investigators.
©2015 J.C. Hulsey (P)2015 Outlaws Publishing
Velvet Sky, Arizona
Summary
After two days of traveling, I pulled up on Sugar's reins, stared at the trail ahead, turned in the saddle and looked at the dusty trail behind. It looked like silver water running off a duck's back, and the land in front of us seemed to sizzle, like a burning flame. Some of the terrain looked vaguely familiar, but then looking a second time, it didn't look like anything I had seen before. As I took another look, the subtle rise and fall of the land all looked the same.
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Dynamite
Summary
"You ready to tell me what we're carrying?" "Why is it so important for you to know?" "Well first place, if it was nitroglycerin, then I would take another route. If it was whiskey I'd stop for a drink any time. Why is it you don't want to tell me?" "Alright, if you must know, it's dynamite." "Dynamite! Why in blazes didn't you tell me that when we started?" "If you had known would you have agreed to carry it?" "Probably not."
©2015 J.C. Hulsey (P)2015 Outlaws Publishing