For Pete’s Sake

Think of the word “atrocity”. You probably don’t know what it means, but it is a good way to describe the contents of this story. Go back. Back to the old west days. You’re probably thinking of gunfights, and cowboys, all that stuff. Well, everything has a darker side. Even cowboys had things that go… Continue reading For Pete’s Sake

Raphael: my teacher, my lover… a vampire

He hadn’t been there. She could barely see through the tears and wiped her eyes with the end of her scarf. He hadn’t been there. She raised her head and looked at the sky – dark and full of purple clouds, it was in the middle of the night … and cold. It was cold… Continue reading Raphael: my teacher, my lover… a vampire