The Grave Dancer Chapter 1: Unwelcomed Beginnings

A chill breeze blew between whispering rows of pines around the old Monroe City cemetery. Dried leaves and lawn clippings drifted between darkened headstones. Evening was waning into night as the wizened grounds keeper, Mr. Portsmith, made his final rounds to the dead. “Cold air tonight.” He said to himself as he brandished his walking stick on the smooth … More The Grave Dancer Chapter 1: Unwelcomed Beginnings