Short Story Sunday: Father Paul
She remembered when he was just in high school. His family lived next door in an old ranch house with … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Father Paul
She remembered when he was just in high school. His family lived next door in an old ranch house with … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Father Paul
“Durant, we found something.” “What do you mean you found something?” “Live dead bodies.” “Vampires?” “Yes, vampires. Happy fucking holidays.” … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Conversion
A brisk walk in the fog would for coffee was just the trick to wake the dead. Austin was feeling … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Coffee and a Crypt
Father Paul: Part 14 of the Austin and Elizabeth Stories She remembered when he was just in high school. His … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Father Paul