To Be A Thief
Short Story Please, Sylvia, let me think. Even in the dark, I could see the panic in her eyes as she desperately tried not to curse aloud, once again mouthing, Hurry. Rubbing my...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Short Story Please, Sylvia, let me think. Even in the dark, I could see the panic in her eyes as she desperately tried not to curse aloud, once again mouthing, Hurry. Rubbing my...
