I Brought Four Children To The Christmas Dinner He Set As A Trap

crossed the lawn, I glanced back once.

Marcus stood in the doorway alone.

Behind him, through the sidelights, I could see Patricia folded in the chair, one hand over her face, the Christmas tree burning gold beside her like nothing had happened at all.

We lifted off at 12:26.

Boulder dropped away under us.

The children talked over each other the whole first continue reading …