Someone at the Door #Indispire

 “Thud Thud Thud,” “Thud Thud Thud” “Thud Thud Thud”. Mrs Patel heard the sound of knockon her front . “It cannot be,” she closed her eyes and wanted to go back to sleep, “I am not leaving warm bed now.” Rythmic beatings were relentless - three knocks a five second break again three knocks. As if a... Continue Reading →

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