Her New Ancestral Home
“We are close, Julie.” But he was aware, with his words, that she wasn’t behind him. He had not even noticed that the grip on his belt had loosened, he was so consumed with their forward progress.
Category: Horror
From Curious to Fodder
When I was walking the streets of Chicago, I’d get as close to the lake as I could just to hear the lap of water. It was usually late, so the roar of the boats and the laughter of people did not interrupt me. In summer I might find late night lovers walking hand in hand. I thought them brave to walk and hold hands after dark in Chicago. I’d stay quiet and hide, not wanting them to think I was some thug or mugger.