I Sat Alone in My Mansion on My Birthday Until The Cleaning Lady’s Daughter Walked In and Asked the One Question I Couldn’t Answer

wax will melt whether I’m looking at it or not.”

“As you wish, sir.”

The butler lit the candles and retreated into the shadows. Victor sat, the flickering orange light reflecting in his cold, grey eyes. He had a billion dollars in the bank, and not a single soul to tell him “Happy Birthday.”

The Uninvited Guest

Suddenly, a small squeak echoed from the continue reading …