Come Home
Darian peeked through the bars of the wrought iron gate and stared at the brick mansion in the distance. Trees lined the lane like sentinels protecting the property from outside forces. Fog hovered over the property. He placed his hand on his heart and glanced over...
No Room – Barbara Ayton
There came two weary travellers upon a dusty road the one was very great with child uncomfortable and cold. The other too was cold and spent upon his brow a frown for he must find, at this late hour, a place to lay them down. Each time they stopped along the way the...







