Category: fiction

The Old Woman on the Bench

I rescued this story from my Substack to put it on my blog…where it belongs. ❤ I used to see the old woman on my walks in the morning with my dog, Bailey. She always sat on a bench in the park by herself, the light of the rising sun catching the hem of her... Continue Reading →

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The Monster Above Me

There's a monster that lives above me. I know what you're thinking. "There are no such things as monsters!" Well, that's why I invited you over here. You'll believe me; you just have to stay with me tonight. I know my place is messy and a bit cramped, but I wanted you to see that... Continue Reading →

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