Long Live the Queen in King Arthur’s Court
I watched the sun rays dance along my carpet, remembering the first rug upon which I smote a mortal and how my grandson used it to dispose of the body. That was my favorite rug, and I missed it.
counseling
The Franklins: Part I
Mr. Franklin was on the phone from the minute they came in. He walked into the waiting room ahead of his wife, not bothering to hold the door open for her, obviously assuming she would take care of everything.
Ever Faithful
I suppose you already know about the “royal decree” from my husband. I’m sure you’ve