Short Story – Holiday Thriller Part III

Standing in the kitchen the morning after finding the box on her porch, she stared at the food cooking on the stove and listening to her children as their noises filled the house. What does this mean? Soon? Was this a message from John or maybe it was someone leaving me a message about what... Continue Reading →

Short Story – Holiday Thriller

The wind was blowing hard outide the window as she stared into the blanketing darkness. Her kids were nestled in their beds upstairs and her thoughts could willingly drift to the loneliness of the holiday season. Her husband had disappeared a year ago during a business trip to LA. His things had all been left... Continue Reading →

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