The Victorian Mansion, as its previous owners often referred to it, sat a half-mile from the quiet road. Rows of massive oaks lead along the dusty driveway, all the way to the front door, and dense woods framed the home like a knotted head of hair.
- Length: 4 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Horror
I won’t tell anyone about the diagnosis.
Not my mother or sister. Certainly not Jake. Maybe not even Steve.
Critical. Critical. Critical. She was shrieking the word. And his name.
