Room For Dock
A Heart Full of Thanks

A Short Story
Balding maple trees shadowed the river bank while the remains of a cornfield rustled violently in the cold wind. Standing on the cobblestones by the wooden cart, Carl Marion shivered. It was going to be a bad winter but they were well prepared. Suddenly, a strong gust brought the sound of maniacal laughter. He stepped quickly to the back of the cart and threw…