Quirk of Fate
It was a chilly desert night, the kind where the stars blaze bright and the highway stretches like a ribbon of loneliness through the Nevada sands. Melvin Dummar was driving his beat-up pickup truck, humming a little tune to himself, when his headlights caught a strange figure up ahead. At first, he thought it might be a mirage—this was desert country, after all—but as he got closer, he saw a man lying crumpled by the side of the road. Melvin wasn’t the kind of man to pass someone by, no matter how peculiar the situation. He was a factory … Continue readingQuirk of Fate