They’d numbered many – the qualities needed to do the job. Passions and desires for secrets and more. So was the life of a spy.
Art (an extremely short Vampire story) He never tried of looking at the Thomas Hill painting of Yosemite. Behind him he could hear the museum
The Hunter “We pumped quite a bit of blood out of your stomach. We’re not sure where it came from.” She heard the words but
Nobody takes notice of frumpy middle-aged women walking old dogs. Magnolia walked down the path through the trees. She thought of the Hawthorne story Young Goodman
Stumped I just got done removing a stump from the back yard and I’m sitting down to a beer and the game when the doorbell
I Hate Valentine’s Day – A Very Short Story “I shouldn’t be alone today,” thought young Randy as he sat brooding on a rock, on