She pondered life and whether there really was such a thing as right or wrong. She had sinned, yet no hand smote her. A calculated risk, she decided as the blade sliced his neck. Just as she suspected, she remained alive and well, and he? Well, he bled to death.
Well, dang, Miss Julie. Say it the way it is, girl. Well done!
Kisses, my friend
To the point, love it.
Thank you
OoOoo that’s good Julie.
Thanks, Ainsley
A nice slice of horror. 🙂