I had stopped shaking by the time I reached home. In the comfort of my living room, normalcy began to return. Ulysses licked my hand, grinning a hound dog welcome, and Penny looked up from her cushion. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was safe. I was home, and now I could try to […]
Murder By Moonlight
·Sitting and waiting for my flashlight batteries to die was not an option. No one knew where I was, but at least I was alive. I had to try to escape on my own and going back the way I came in wouldn’t work. If this was a tunnel instead of a room, there had […]
The Car Race
·“It’s all your fault,” I muttered. Annabelle just shrugged, a goofy grin on her face. I shifted on the hard, wood chair in the sheriff’s office. It was uncomfortable, but so was the glare of the Diller County Sheriff. Believe it or not, Annabelle and I were here because of the slumping sales of my […]
Keyboard Phobia
·It is very hard to write when someone is staring at me. Where is the mystery-loving dog who is supposed to be a warm companion as I spin spooky tales of terror? But, no. He stares. Nemo does not like the computer. Is Nemo a victim of Logizomechanophobia, computer phobia, or is he trying to tell […]
Storm Threat
·Ned McNeil and Darcy Campbell have quite a lot in common, for example, getting caught in thunderstorms. In Grave Heritage, July is the rainiest month of the year, contrary to its usual behavior. But, that’s what makes a story, isn’t it–happenings that are far from the way things are supposed to be. Ednalee, Oklahoma is […]