Joy Skitch
Joined July 2021
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Housewife.
It was foggy that day. A slick dewiness hung in the air as Mary gazed out the bedroom window. There was little sun peering through the inky clouds. Freshly washed laundry danced in the yard, strung up on the clothesline only hours before. She hoped the weather wouldn’t ruin her hard work.
By Joy Skitch3 years ago in Horror