Chapter 4: Seventh Circle of Hell

I hoisted one heavy box up the pull-down ladder and into the attic. Even for this time of year the attic was hot and stuffy.

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Chapter 3: An Uncomfortable Conversation

“Crap, crap and more crap!” Myrt said, shoving a stack of old quilts into a cardboard box. “Were you expecting buried treasure?” I asked as

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Chapter 2: Breakfast

The kitchen was bright and the smell of coffee brought hope to my soul. Grandma was at the stove stirring something steamy and warm. The

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Chapter 1: Time of Death

Hurray! Hurray! Today is the first day of Pilcrow & Dagger’s round robin writing event! From now through October 16, 2017, LeeAnn and I are

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