October 2011
A STORY FOR HALLOWEEN
I found this story, and forgot i had written it.
Enjoy.
Ms. Coolidge
The doorbell rang. Jennifer Coolidge slowly rose her head from her daily supper. For, the house in which she had been living in hadn’t been the usual recipient of knocks, or even the slightest acknowledgement in her hometown of Summit Park for months. Her chair creaked as her slipper-wrapped feet slowly slid across the...
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