• By Design

    โ€œThis way, Mr. Carpenter, Mrs. Carpenter.โ€ The receptionist led us toward a set of double doors behind her desk. I squeezed my wifeโ€™s hand before moving to follow the woman. This whole…

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  • Burnt Stump

    Ethen didnโ€™t rise immediately this time. Instead he sat and cried looking at the blood paving tracks across his filthy hands. There was no one in this world for him. He might…

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