greg vanzant – My Writing

Far From Myth v1

The bus rumbled as it drove along the road, vibrating the window and his head as he attempted to sleep. It wasn’t

True to his word, Brandon had pushed the name change paperwork through, and Lucius had gone downtown to receive proof of his

Lucas was exhausted. When he got home with Jett, he just walked in the door and headed straight for Jett’s room and

“Can I help you sir?” “I’m here to pick up a custom order.” Chance replied, looking a little anxious as he folded

Greg knelt down, then reached into his inside jacket pocket for a flask. He took a sip, and poured a shot’s worth

Greg asked a volunteer if he could leave something for Charles, and she led him to the office, where he placed the

Trish waited until around lunch the following day to confront chance about his recklessness. She watched as he went about making sandwiches

Trish opened the door and smiled when she saw her visitor. “Grandpa!” she said, giving him a hug before letting him inside.

Greg had been mulling it over for a while. He had wanted to wait a while longer before saying anything, but now

Greg stroked his chin thoughtfully as he drove down the highway out of town, one hand on the wheel as he headed