Thaw by bloodredpitchblack

Not only are the lights out, nobody’s card works. The credit card machines are all down.  There are eight people in line. I am sure they all want to pay with cards. Everybody pays with card.   I’m the only clerk this afternoon. Tina’s out. Again.  Didn’t even call in. Just a no-show. If this isn’t…

I believe in science. It is the only thing capable of answering all of our questions, given enough time. But I have wrestled, for decades at this point, with the memory of what took place in that upstairs room on a moonlit night, in a creaking old farmhouse far out in the Virginia countryside. Whatever…