The Discovery in the Graveyard
The trees and tombstones were a blur. The wind was rushing through their hair, blowing Megan’s curly locks askew. She reached the gate first. It was locked…
The Graveyard
“Erik, let’s get out of here, it’s getting dark.” Megan said, brushing a strand of her dark mahogany hair out of her face. Erik laughed, draping his camera…