where horror and fantasy collide
Crap. I have run in my stockings. Not only am I now mortified, crawling on my hands and knees from class to class, but I have to suffer a run in my hose too. I knew I should have played hooky today. “Everyone is gathered here this morning for the auction of the Senior Class…
He was a brief but memorable part of my childhood. It was one week during my 10th summer I spent at his house on a trip with my bus driver. His undying attention to me and only me, his jealousy when I turned my attention to his sisters, turned my dour and dreary world into…
She introduced herself as Elvira. If I closed my eyes tight enough, I could see her. A thin leather cord held the upper half of her black hair back. Her once white pinafore covered an ankle length blue checked dress. I expected black boots on her feet, but they were bare. She slipped in my…