A Simple Slippering

“Gyugh!” Kirstin shrieked, headless of the late night hour and the reverberating echo that followed her outburst as she instinctively squished the spider under the sole of her slipper. She stood, panting in recovery, for a moment before collecting a bit of tissue to address the small mess she had created. Kristen, in by and … Continue reading A Simple Slippering