This morning I asked Mitzi a question about ghosts. She was sunning herself on the back of the sofa but I knew she was listening. “I’m working on a short story involving a ghost you see, and I’m having trouble deciding … Continue reading
This morning I asked Mitzi a question about ghosts. She was sunning herself on the back of the sofa but I knew she was listening. “I’m working on a short story involving a ghost you see, and I’m having trouble deciding … Continue reading