Friday Fictioneers – FF – “Dispelling the Evening – Rated “R” – 8/22/2013
(Read my story, then click on the pic to see the rest!)
By Scott L Vannatter
Conrad sat quietly across from the old church. He was nearly buried in the weeds. Several older people went in. He had been told it was choir practice night, but he watched all the same. With the ways the planets were aligned and the house the moon sat in, as well as the pivotal location of the building on the main nexus of the area, Conrad felt nearly certain a Black Sabbath service was going to take place tonight. He cocked a shell into the ten gauge and walked toward the church, ignoring the singing of hymns coming from within.
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