The House at the End of the Street

Meg almost walked past the house, as she had done so many times before, but this trip was different. She paused outside the rusted gate, peering through the bars at the once majestic house set on the unkept lawn. The property must have been beautiful under a previous owner, but she could never recall a … Continue reading The House at the End of the Street

Crumbling Castles and Spanking

I have a bit of a thing (the kind of thing some may call an unhealthy obsession) with castles. In my opinion, there are three basic kinds- ranging from the fully functioning refurbished attractions filled with bus loads of tourists to just a few crumbling walls on a hill- indistinguishable from a field of boulders … Continue reading Crumbling Castles and Spanking