December 5, 2022
Tag: #imps
November 30, 2022
Chapter Fourteen
Lucinda paced the room, from stone wall to stone wall, periodically peering through the wavy glass covering the narrow windows, her footsteps muffled by the wall to wall Persian rug. Hearing the lower door slam and the sound of someone running up the stone stairs she moved to stand in the centre of the room, face expressionless, shoulders back, the energy around her crackled with anticipation.
November 29, 2022
Chapter Thirteen
Seated in the back booth at Mulligans Tavern and Grill, surrounded by the low hum of conversation and mellow 80’s rock coming from the speakers, the mouth-watering scent of hot wings and fries in the air and drinks on the table.
November 28, 2022
Chapter Twelve
The good news is that Mrs. Miller will be okay, antibiotics for the infection, rehydration and rest. They are concerned about her mental state, she’s been talking about shadows and demons cutting off her hand. And I can’t tell them she’s probably right.
November 23, 2022
Chapter Eleven
Rose ran, flinging the door closed behind her and taking the stairs two at a time. Not bothering to lock the outside door she ran to the front street and her car, frantically trying to get the key in the lock and shrieking when a hand touched her shoulder.
November 21, 2022
Chapter Nine
Running through the long white hallway, dodging people and equipment, spotting Rose sitting outside a room. “What happened, how is she?” panting slightly, “where’s the doctor?” “She’ll be fine, they weren’t intending to kill her.
November 17, 2022
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