The trip
It starts with me. Thats how she would begin. She hated talking about herself. And being in the centre of attention was something she...
Driving on
She had left the city for a while now and the motorway merged into a less wide and more isolated country road with seemingly no end. It...
A not so scary story
So I am sitting here and am supposed to write a scary story. Well where do I start? I could tell a day in the life of a single parent...
