my first gargleblaster

Midnight—all’s silent except my pounding heart, A Rose for Her Grave discarded on the nightstand; never read true crime when home alone… Suddenly, unmistakable sound of nails screeching, slicing through my window-screen. What the hell?! Sassy cat sails through the breach... --- Too late to be entered in the contest grid, but I couldn't resist this one.  Entries... Continue Reading →

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