He holds his breath for fear of death Should they settle for old-man stew Wretched days ahead of them Wait behind the door Of the house of Wanda Thibodeaux Their mother’s sister, the whore
It’s summer rerun week on Friday Fictioneers, but since I wasn’t contributing when this prompt was originally used, this is a new offering from me. It seems that the photo provided by Mary Shipman has prompted some creepy stories. Check them out here.
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