The doctor was afraid. Father B. L. Zebub stood in the room, demanding the child. “Please, you must give her to me. Her father already gave me her soul. She is mine now.” The doctor resisted, even as he trembled. “I will not. I‘ve never met this child’s father. Why would I turn her over…
Category: Master Class
A Future Told
I’ve watched through his eyes, I’ve listened through his ears, and I tell you he’s the one. I know you don’t believe me, but he’s going to get you down where the loss cuts worst. Right down to your very soul. Unless you get out now. You’ve seen through your crystal ball what your future…
A Cry in the Night
This is the room of the wolfmother wallpaper. It’s peeling in corners, as old as the house around it. And like the house, the room and its secrets have been abandoned, its overgrown yard a trap for stray baseballs smacked from the vacant lot across the street. No one remembers who lived there anymore. The…