An Autumn night tragedy (one of my darker stories)

It was Autumn, almost Winter, and bitterly cold. Brandon and I sat across from each other inside his warm cottage, enjoying hot chocolate, and talking about his latest story. “I just can’t find the right motivation for my story’s killer.” He blurted out. “Well, people don’t just kill without reason. Do they?”  “Maybe you’re right,”Continue reading “An Autumn night tragedy (one of my darker stories)”

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