Negotiating with an evil spirit is no joke. Not from the human side, anyway. The spirit stopped even attempting to hide its snickers as I went through the arduous and occasionally embarrassing ritual to make my request. But at last I had it: one hour in my hometown fifty years to the momentContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Link to the Past”
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