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Me too!


There were actually three (3) doors to my bedroom.

One went out into the hall.

Another the garage.

The last; the back porch.

Werewolf. Hairy. Big fangs. Big claws.

Or…falling. In a bright red little convertible over a cliff and into the sea.

. . .

They stopped at last.

Forever it seems.

Thanks for sharing Normal Earthling!

I will have my Wifeling read some of your stories!

Peace to you. And cocoa. Of course!