It was past 2 am when Meja finally stepped into her apartment. Business dinners often ended into the wee hours of the morning. This was an early wrap and she wasn’t happy about it at all. Liam hadn’t texted her yet but she was sure to wake up to a barrage of angry ones fromContinue reading “Mirror, Mirror.”
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The House That Wasn’t.
“What is it that is stopping you?” she asked. “Come on in! I am sure the place isn’t haunted.” He stepped in. His torch was slipping from his hands due to sweat. In the eerie silence of the house, the buzzing quiet of the night outside seemed favorable. All those stories he’s heard in hisContinue reading “The House That Wasn’t.”
Inking The Thinking. 