Ghost Grants, Old Girlfriends, and Pondering about Vampires

In the wee hours of the morning, just before sunrise, as I made my way downstairs to feed the animals, … Continue reading Ghost Grants, Old Girlfriends, and Pondering about Vampires

Short Story Sunday: Sunday Morning Coffee

Andrew stood in the doorway with a cup of coffee in each hand. “Rise and shine,” he said to the … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Sunday Morning Coffee