The Distant Nightmare
"Did you hear that?" I did. The wind. Always the wind. It howled through the gaps in the window frame. It rattled the old curtains. It sounded like a ghost. Or maybe just a car passing on the highway. We lived far from town. Miles of gravel road. Then dirt. Then nothing. Just the pines. And the fog. "Stop it," I said. My voice was steady. I made it steady. "It’s just the house settling. It’s an...
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