~One Last Reunion~

Russell Parker drifted silently in the winter air above his freshly dug grave. The mourners shivered and wrapped their coats tighter around tense goose-bumped skin. Russ thought it strange that he never received this much attention when he was alive. There stood his brother Donald, face bland, eyes bored and Russ noted from this perspectiveContinue reading “~One Last Reunion~”

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