Categories
BEN H. ENGLISH

DESTINY’S WAY: A NOVEL OF THE BIG BEND

Ben H. English
Alpine, Texas

DESTINY’S WAY: A NOVEL OF THE BIG BEND

“Making himself comfortable as best he could, he crawled into some paltry shade near the ruins that offered relief from the rapidly warming sun. Pulling his stained, wide-brimmed felt hat off, he wiped the sweat away from his face with a long sleeved forearm. It would soon be blisteringly hot this day in early May of 1916, and he wanted to sit, watch and listen for a while.

Ben H. English
Alpine ~ Texas

A few minutes later, the sound of shod hooves alerted him that something was in the creek below. The mouse-colored mustang ridden by the dead bandit came into view, walking slowly and dragging his reins on the ground. The weary horse made his way to the river and took his fill, pausing on occasion to look around with ears pricked forward.

Then he began working his way along the river’s edge, muzzle down and sniffing around like some sort of saddled blood hound. When he picked up the scent of the other horses and riders, the mount crossed over to the other side and continued to do the same.”….

This scene, like so many others described in my latest book, actually exists and these are the ruins as they stand today. But even in 1916 they had already been abandoned due to the murderous activities of the Banderas Rojas some six years earlier.

Of course, other things have changed over the past century. The creek and river are now congested with undergrowth, a situation that was not present a hundred years ago. Below the ruins was farmland, and the seasonal floods that occurred helped keep the ground cleared. After the dams were constructed on the Rio Conchos in Mexico, these cleansing torrents no longer came and the brush congestion began.

If you would like to learn more about ‘Destiny’s Way,’ a link follows below. I am receiving high praise for this literary work, and would like to thank everyone involved in making this second book such a success.

You are the people whom I write for.

God bless,

Ben H. English
Alpine, Texas

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=792177047971550&set=a.153996678456260&type=3&theater

Ben H. English
Alpine, Texas
Advertisements
Categories
BEN H. ENGLISH

BEN H. ENGLISH ~ TEXAS

“…The more she went, the more that ranch and the old headquarters pulled at her heart and spoke to her innermost soul. The thick, stucco-covered adobe walls had seen a lot of days under the West Texas sky. They had sheltered past occupants from the blistering heat of summer, the cold winds of winter, and everything else in between. Now they protected Kate from the increasingly topsy-turvy world outside, and gave respite to her loneliness and growing uncertainty.

The discolored tin roof covering those thick walls had done the same. It not only served to shield from the sun, but also collected rain water to supply the cistern out back. The dog-run, now screened in, provided a place for rest when the house itself was too warm for comfort. It was situated to catch the slightest summer breeze, and the wide porches with morning glories spiraling up goat-proof fencing further cooled the desert drafts.”…

Those words are part of a discourse about an old adobe house that figures prominently into the plot for my just-released novel ‘Destiny’s Way.’ Folks have started asking me about that place after reading the book. Like most every other structure or terrain feature in ‘Destiny’s Way’ it does exist even today, though in a substantially different form.

This photograph was taken by my mother circa 1967, my younger brother Lyndon and I are sitting on a couple of half-broke horses my grandfather gave us. Note the hackamores and the old Texas style saddles that make up our gear.

This original headquarters, much like the ethereal presences that are part of the plot for the novel, figures large into the background of this photograph. Many of the incidents involving this place as described actually occurred.

And yes, my entire family considered the house haunted, and for good reason. But like the presence described in ‘Destiny’s Way,’ we also knew it never meant us any harm.

Ben H. English
Alpine, Texas