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Coming home from school with his mother, one crisp December afternoon, Sammy was delighted to see that a letter was waiting for him. As he rarely received mail, Sammy paused a moment to speculate who it was from. There was no stamp in the c…
Coming home from school with his mother, one crisp December afternoon, Sammy was delighted to see that a letter was waiting for him. As he rarely received mail, Sammy paused a moment to speculate who it was from. There was no stamp in the c…
When do people prefer short ghost stories? When they are of low spirits!
My spirits dipped when I saw that Mrs. Hasell had entered the shop. She was a regular customer, but by no means a valued one. She was an older lady that delighted in bartering and asking incessant questions about antiques she had no intenti…