Story 30 – The Expected Return

Dusk was just settling over the lake, a light shade of red easing across the water like paint in a bowl. I thought it was nicely creepy, the start to an old Hammer movie perhaps. Lucy thought it was horrible, started talking about algae and refraction indexes, things way over my head. “You can’t justContinue reading “Story 30 – The Expected Return”

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