Uncle Salvatore – part one
(continued from: “The Bishop”) A sudden draft made me shiver, and as I was wondering how this was possible in this heat of summer, the door of Mother Ferocia’s office swung open, revealing a stocky, authoritarian woman. ‘Greetings, my children, may the lord bless you and your loved ones. Please step into my chambers’, she said, leading the way into the semi-dark office. She told us to sit down and watched us questioningly before [...]
July 12, 2009 | Posted in Stories | Read More »
