While the other cows on the farm were dairy cows, Mildred wants to be a scary cow. After scaring the other residents of the farmyard, Mildred is confronted with her own scare... everyone but her has turned into zombies or so she thinks. A funny children's picture book by cartoonist Daniel Roberts.

It proves to be a bad day for Eldon Blakeley. He is fired from his job at Garland Dairy. His car won’t start. His electricity is shut off for nonpayment. His wife leaves him for the insupportable conditions they had sunk to. And he is murdered while taking vengeance on his wife’s fish tank. Things cannot get worse until they do. His disgruntled wife, Autumn, schemes to benefit from his death with a two-million-dollar insurance policy. When the young and amiable Doug Nolan discovers the bludgeoned and lifeless body of Eldon Blakeley on the cold bathroom floor, surrounded by dead tropical fish scattered about, with his head against the toilet bowl and his finger on the flusher, Doug knows he has walked into murder. Can Doug discover who committed the deed? Egged on by his septuagenarian sidekick, Mildred Clifford, Doug pursues the matter and discovers that one name rises to the top of their suspect list: Daisy the Cow. They hoof it to Garland Dairy to milk whatever clues they can find, and there they learn the best advice ever issued by a dairy: Beware of falling cows. In an unexpected twist of historical fate, Eldon Blakeley’s murder becomes wrapped into the 1934 murder of John Lazia, the notorious crime boss of the Prohibition era in Kansas City. With his grandmother’s Bible study group also on the case, can Doug solve the murder of Eldon Blakeley before another victim is put out to pasture?

A cow questions why the other animals make their own sounds, instead of saying, MOO!" as she does.

“Stories that hit your heart, your sense of whimsy and your memories of different times - – writing about the south of the fifties in a nostalgic and loving way - with the touch of darkness.” In the first tale, Going Home, a small-time hoodlum, being led to the electric chair, remembers he has a few things he wants to do before he leaves this earth. In Boone, an eight-year-old tells the poignant story of an aging, crippled farmer who has a psychotic love for his wife. Two social misfits risk it all to love an unwanted child in For Love of Daniel. Cousins Billy and Roy, constantly spying on tenants of their grandmother’s rental houses, bite off more than they can chew in the haunting Gothic tale Annie. Alma Dawson’s life is turned upside down in The Agreement when she tries to raise money to pay for her daughter’s last year of college. In The Surrogate, a young woman conspires with her uncle to commit murder. A dying ten-year-old takes revenge on his tormentor in Serpentus Saragossii. In the suspenseful Tembo Makaburi, karma catches up with a greedy, arrogant big game hunter. In the final novella, The Angel Years, the Johnsons get an unexpected visitor while trying to protect a family secret. “I will add John Isaac Jones to my list of must-read southern authors!”

Pull up a chair or gather round the campfire and get ready for creepy tales of ghostly hauntings, eerie happenings, and other strange occurrences in the Hoosier State. Whether read around the campfire on a dark and stormy night or from the backseat of the family van on the way to grandma's, this is a collection to treasure.

Rob stood by the cross at the spot where the grizzly killed his dad. “Please forgive for what I have to do, Dad,” he moaned. “God only knows how much I’m suffering. I just can’t stand this horrible pain anymore. I’ve got to end it all.” The 44 Colt felt cold and awkward in his hand. The gun barrel glistened from the drizzle. It took every ounce of strength he had to place the end of the barrel against his chest. With his eyes firmly closed, he cocked the 44 with his thumb and tried to squeeze the trigger. His forefinger froze, refusing to pull the trigger. “Damn it anyway! Why won’t my finger pull the trigger?” Rob cried out. Rob made several more attempts, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get his finger to squeeze the trigger. He quickly changed hands, but his left forefinger would not squeeze the trigger either. In disgust, Rob aimed the 44 at the base of the cross and pulled the trigger. The gun fired, blowing a hole in the base of the cross. He stood there in mental anguish. “God Almighty,” he called out, “what a loser you are. You screw up anything you try.” And then it happened. Just as he put the barrel of the gun against his chest for another try, a vision briefly flashed before his eyes. He saw Ada, his old girlfriend, on her knees, tears streaming down her cheeks. He heard her pleading, “Oh dear God, don’t let Rob kill himself!” Will Rob end his life or will Ada’s prayers be answered?