The Heart of the Dead
Joan held a magazine and a flashlight near her face. It was after two in the morning and she couldn’t get back to sleep. Her phone vibrated under a stack of magazines on the nightstand. She hoped it wasn’t her …
Joan held a magazine and a flashlight near her face. It was after two in the morning and she couldn’t get back to sleep. Her phone vibrated under a stack of magazines on the nightstand. She hoped it wasn’t her …