ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE
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On the Beach She was sitting just outside the firelight. When Tom had glanced over, just a few minutes before, she wasn’t there. Now, she was off to his right, sitting all alone. He caught her looking at him. He smiled and turned his head. The next time she seemed to be looking at someone…
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Organ Manipulators By Justin Boote Wayne peered above the gravestone and watched the large group which stood around the freshly dug grave, listening to the vicar recite his passage. Most wept uncontrollably, others simply hung their heads, hats in hand. His eyes gleamed with anticipation. A low growl escaped his throat. Tonight, he’d have new…