by Aura Wilming Vivian was hesitant before we even got inside. I had to drag her through the gates. I didn’t mind. I usually had to drag her into…… Read more “Carne Vale”
Source by Elle Fredine The sing-song, question-and-answer rhythm of an old, childhood skipping game dribbled through Amanda’s mind, the faint slap, slap, slap of a jump-rope on…… Read more “The Way the Cookie Crumbles”
“Sorry mouse, we’d like to help, truly we would,” they all said, “But, these are dangerous times for everyone. A mousetrap is of little consequence compared to wolves. We’ll keep you in our thoughts and prayers,” they said — in unison.