Communion #Friday Fictioneer

“Who is that boy sitting alone in the graveyard,” I asked a neighbor, “Does he do drugs?” “That’s Billy, he is harmless.” “Kind of creepy, isn’t it?” After a long search I have found an affordable house. Only problem is proximity to the cemetery; separated by a thin strip of road and a wire fence... Continue Reading →

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