She moved through the streets with swift determination. Down Faulkner Street, then a right on Martin until The Crooked Crone came into view. The morning
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Good Demon Bad
He glanced around for talismans, crosses, or other protective things. Not that they held any power; he just liked collecting them. Souvenirs. “I suppose you’ve
The Crooked Crone
For the third time today, the word sign stole my attention. First, I woke to an old song touting signs were everywhere. I didn’t take any particular
When Bees Buzz
The bailiff held the door, and Millis shuffled through. He moved with little effort, having learned the precise gait the shackles allowed. The morning sun
Angel
Our children haunt our hearts with joy and agony. We bleed for them and kiss their wounds, wishing we could take their pain. Nothing surpasses our love for
Julie Kusma, Author
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