I couldn’t take my eyes off the box on the table. I was fascinated by it. Not that it was, in and of itself, that interesting.
By Susan Williams Merrill4 years ago in Fiction
She wanted to scream but knew she needed to save her breath. She swallowed the urge and continued running. She could see the Embassy gate in the distance and silently prayed she could reach it before the mob caught up to her.
By Susan Williams Merrill5 years ago in Fiction
