Bridging Love and Afterlife: Firehouse Ghost III
Tonight. Vic shuddered. Am I ready? Will Liz be ready? He focused his entire consciousness on Liz. Her thought penetrated […]
Tonight. Vic shuddered. Am I ready? Will Liz be ready? He focused his entire consciousness on Liz. Her thought penetrated […]
Despair gripped Vic in a vise and whisked him to Jaku’s side. The murderer smirked as he polished the barrel
Vic Lazzarini’s ghost scowled at the short, fat-bellied fireman cringing in his jail cell. “Jaku, you sawed-off, lily-livered sneak!” Vic
I Become – Part 2 After telling Sasha I would talk to my father, I was relieved when Mom said
I Become – Part 1 Back in the ‘70s, soon after graduating from college in California, I joined my mom