Monthly Archives: December 2019

As I slammed the gas pedal to the floor, I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping with everything I would stay alive to tell my story. It was always a chore to meet my son’s father at the halfway mark between … Continue reading →

Ferret had on his mind a grand scenario, which would be played out in the lower basement. He wanted to arrange for a Satanic mass, where at least the following persons would be present: Rose and her mother, Camilla, himself … Continue reading →

Uncle Antonin, the would-be patron, lost track of his protegee after she and her maid moved to humbler living quarters at the Mayfair hotel. While disappointed and unsatisfied, he felt neither guilt nor regret, knowing that being rebuffed was part … Continue reading →