Alicia Richardson

I married an alien. But that's okay; he has a green card. We live in Houston, Texas with two children, four cats, a horse and an indeterminite number of fish.

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Fiction: The Kingsnake Killing

"Don. Fred Tucker. Come down to the farm. Something’s in my south cotton field. Looks like a dead fella."

"Looks like a dead fella? Can’t you tell?"

"Whatever or whoever it was, somebody set it on fire."