Miss Morris

Precipitation made soft pitter-pattering noises as it slid down Paul Sheldon’s window. He was gazing absent-mindedly out into the mountains,...

I slump, defeated and mindless against my throne. Of course this wasn’t really a throne – I just liked to call it that. I mean, it looks l...

I've discovered recently that I have a little fascination with chainsaws! (Don't worry, I'm not a psychopath that's gonna ...