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Last Stop on Dowling Street
Last Stop on Dowling Street
Last Stop on Dowling Street
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Last Stop on Dowling Street

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Racism never got off the bus . . . On a rainy night in Houston, in a ratty apartment as dark as his dreams, retired bus driver Frank Granger wakes in a cold sweat convinced a stranger with a gun lurks at the foot of his bed.

And he's right.

In this riveting tale of suspense and revenge, Carter offers a vivid look back at one of the darkest times in our nation's history.

BONUS STORY: Road Gamble

"Whipping around sharp bends, tires squealing on wet asphalt . . . " From the very first line, this suspenseful short story about a man's dangerous encounter with a mysterious man on a motorcycle on a rainy mountain highway grabs the reader by the throat and doesn't let go. Originally appeared in Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, June 2007.

Praise for Other Works by Scott William Carter:

"...touching and impressive...Carter's writing is on target." – Publishers Weekly

"...compelling...good choice for reluctant readers..." – School Library Journal

SCOTT WILLIAM CARTER's first novel, The Last Great Getaway of the Water Balloon Boys, was hailed by Publishers Weekly as a "touching and impressive debut" and won the prestigious 2011 Oregon Book Award for Young Adult Literature. His fantasy from Simon and Schuster, Wooden Bones, chronicling the untold story of Pinocchio, is due out in the summer of 2012. His short stories have appeared in Asimov's, Analog, Ellery Queen, Realms of Fantasy, Weird Tales and other popular magazines and anthologies. Visit his website at swcarter.com.

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Release dateNov 8, 2011
ISBN9781466015074
Last Stop on Dowling Street
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Scott William Carter

Scott William Carter is the author of Wooden Bones and The Last Great Getaway of the Water Balloon Boys, which was hailed by Publishers Weekly as a “touching and impressive debut.” His short stories have appeared in dozens of popular magazines and anthologies, including Analog, Ellery Queen, Realms of Fantasy, and Weird Tales. He lives in Oregon with his wife and two children. Visit him at ScottWilliamCarter.com.

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    Last Stop on Dowling Street - Scott William Carter

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    Last Stop on Dowling Street by Scott William Carter. Copyright © 2011.

    Smashwords Edition. Electronic edition published by Flying Raven Press, October 2011. Originally published in Crimewave, December 2006.

    All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction, in whole or in part in any form. This short story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    For more about Flying Raven Press, please visit our web site at http://www.flyingravenpress.com.

    Last Stop on Dowling Street

    Frank Granger woke possessed with the feeling that someone was in his bedroom. He bolted upright in bed, his t-shirt drenched with sweat, the metallic taste of fear in his mouth, his heart pounding so hard it was moment before he noticed it was raining outside. Not just raining—pouring, coming down like God taking a piss after a night of drinking, as his buddy Jim used to say.

    His feet were tangled in a mess of sweaty sheets. Darkness suffocated his room, no moonlight, no light from the bathroom spilling in from the hall. The smell of mold was strong; his trailer always smelled like mold after it had rained. A hundred miles west of Houston, surrounded by scrub grass and tumbleweed, not another neighbor within half a mile, there wasn't any light from outside without the moon. But the bathroom light being off, that bothered Frank, because he always left the light on in case he needed to take a leak in the middle of the night. Plus ever since his old buddy Jim decided to see what the mouth of a shotgun tasted like two years back, Frank liked having a light on. He couldn't say why exactly. It just seemed better that way.

    Damn power must have gone out, Frank thought. At first he thought it might have had something to do with the riots in Houston. It had been a week since that black preacher had been shot, and the damn niggers were causing trouble everywhere. His heart just would not slow down, and he peered into the black, trying to make out the familiar objects in his room. The darkness seemed to have shades and hues, and if he strained he thought he caught hints of his surroundings. Was that his dresser there by the closet? Was that the wicker chair in the corner? The longer he looked at where he was sure the wicker chair

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