When a Crossroads Is a Corner
One bark from the black dog on the corner will bring the rest of the litter running. A howl will summon its masters, the men in red.
The most it ever does is growl.
Read MorePosted by M.J. Starling | Nov 4, 2014 | Short Fiction
One bark from the black dog on the corner will bring the rest of the litter running. A howl will summon its masters, the men in red.
The most it ever does is growl.
Read More