Many a Yesterday – Excerpt No. 6

Julia saw red and pounced, but sailed through instead of making contact. She slammed face-first into the dirt.

“Fuck!” Julia swore.

She pounded a mound of dirt, succeeding only in making her fists sore. Imagining it to be that miserable woman’s face more than balanced things out. Worth it!

Picture of an old church and cemetery. Amongst the stones, there are spirits or apparitions in white. Source
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. Image is sourced from Pixabay.


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