That last, mad dash for freedom isn't on a schedule, you either recognize opportunity when it climbs aboard the bus, or you don't. The odd bend in Harlan Buck's left leg turned out to be an odd blessing. It had caught him a lot of grief growing up in the hot summers and bitter winters of Summit County - a lot of funny looks from the girls who would have nothing else to do with him and a lot of beatings from the boys - but it had also kept him out of the war, so he figures maybe it had saved his life. While his contemporaries are off driving Adolf out of Europe, Harlan Buck is driving a bus along the dusty highways and byways of Summit County, shuttling passengers hither and yon, looking at them in the mirror and imagining details about their better lives. He has a burlap sack for all his belongings that he keeps up front and every last nickel to his name in the back, stuffed away inside the foam of a seat cushion next to a half-full bottle of whiskey. At night, long after the Summit County buses have stopped running and Harlan has turned in his key, he slips through an opening in the back fence of the bus lot, climbing back aboard the bus that is his home. He makes a bed out of the back bench and gazes out the window at the summer stars, burning cold through the hot night air. He drinks and reads his mystery novels and waits for sleep to take him. But sleep is increasingly a stranger for Harlan. The darkness that gathers around his makeshift home is now somehow heavier, potentized by feelings that a period of waiting has come to a sudden end. He can't stop worrying about Christopher Dupree, working out at the prison on his birthday. And then there is the electricity of the events surrounding Mr. Gray and Mr. Black, two brutish passengers he doesn't know from Adam but who, from the moment they had taken a back seat on the Number 6 bus, set the wheels of Harlan Buck's life in motion, pushing him forward for destinations he can neither predict nor control. The Number 6 is a novella. While it is here available for purchase separately, The Number 6 is also included in a larger work of short fiction by Owen Thomas entitled Signs of Passing.
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Owen Thomas is a life-long Alaskan living on Maui because life is too short for long winters. He has written six books: "The Lion Trees" (which has garnered over sixteen international book awards, including the American Writing Awards, the Amazon Kindle Book Award, the Eric Hoffer Book Award, the Book and Author Book of the Year, the Beverly Hills International Book Award and, most recently, a finalist in the Book Excellence Awards); "Mother Blues," (a novel of music and mystery set in post-Hurricane Harvey Texas, Finalist for the American Writing Awards and the Book Excellence Fiction Award, and collecting a Bronze in the Readers Views Reviewers' Choice Awards); "Message in a Bullet: A Raymond Mackey Mystery," (the first in a series of detective novels, shortlisted for the Best Mystery Book of the Year by Forward INDIES Book of the Year Awards and collecting a Silver from the eLit Book Awards); "The Russian Doll: A Raymond Mackey Mystery" (the second book in that series); "Signs of Passing" (a book of interconnected short stories and novellas, and winner of fourteen book awards, including the 2014 Pacific Book Awards for Short Fiction, the Indie Reader Discovery Award, the Great Southwest Book Festival, has garnered placements at the Paris, London and Los Angeles Book Festivals and was also named one of the 100 Most Notable Books of 2015 by Shelf Unbound Magazine); and "This is the Dream," (a collection of stories and novellas that explore that perplexing liminal distance between who we are and what we want; Finalist for the American Writing Awards and the International Book Award in short fiction, and collecting a Bronze in the Readers Views Reviewers' Choice Awards). Owen maintains an active fiction and photography blog on Facebook, Tumblr and on his author website at www.owenthomasliterary.com.
For the ninth consecutive year since he has been measuring his commercial success as an author, Owen has not won the Orange Prize for Fiction. Also, to great acclaim, he has not won the Man Booker Prize. Most recently, in April of 2020, Owen was not nominated for a Pulitzer.
Owen makes his home in Alaska and Maui, Hawaii. When he is not writing, Owen can be found recreating and taking photographs in the grandeur of these wonderfully picturesque locations. Some of these photos are posted on Owen's photo blog, 1000 Words per Frame.
