Copyright 2017 MillieAnne Lowe, Oceanside, California
Amy sat at the square kitchen table next to the window. The usual chatter from families all around the central air well had quieted. It was late and they were scared. Looking out into the semi-lit air well Amy counted only three windows open and saw the neighbor across from her shut her window with a snap when she spotted Amy looking her way. A man’s hand pulled the light beige blind down right after. It seems everyone has the sense to be careful except me. Continue reading “The Serial Killer of Bush Street Part 41”