Death’s Door
Ferrel D. Moore “There,” Mary said, extending a bony finger toward a windowless mahogany door halfway down the hallway. “Okay,” said Edgar, drawing out the word while she thought of…
Ferrel D. Moore “There,” Mary said, extending a bony finger toward a windowless mahogany door halfway down the hallway. “Okay,” said Edgar, drawing out the word while she thought of…