Arya’s lonely Chevy pickup rumbled through the forest roads, the last of the autumn leaves still clinging to bare branches. She had no guides save John’s journal, filled with ink stained maps and a single name: Saint Joseph’s Cemetery.
She’d left behind no note. Who would read it? Her blind grandmother? An unconscious husband?
Besides, Arya had no time for notes, not after what she read in John’s journal.
It had to be tonight, on Hallows’ Eve.
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NOTES…
Welcome to October, fellow ghouls! …though it has been October for a while, hasn’t it? Anyway, this month’s story is a Amazon Kindle ebook. It includes my new story The Unmarked Headstone as well as one of my previously published works as bonus material. Check it out, and if you like it make sure to share with a fellow fiend–friend–jack-o-latern? Okay, I’m done with the lame puns for now.
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