Fila stood by the Packard as a hot wind blew gritty dirt devils around her. She stared at 26 acres of Blackland prairie, a gambler’s final gamble. A gusher, he vowed, Texas gold. Fila saw only dirt, a dry hole gone bust, but it was risky to tell him no.
Susan Hunt lives in Texas, a place that informs her writing as well as her history. Now a retired technical writer and editor, Susan writes flash fiction about Fila, whose history is entangled with her own.
