Fear is the heart of love.
a short story
All night flight. I came here on an all night flight. Only a few months ago it was back in the fall, the autumn, yes, I remember it no don’t tell me I was always here haunting this house - these houses - on N Street, these twin brownstones standing side by side from a hundred years before Citizen Kane and
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Have you read any Thomas Wolfe?
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and Ma Davis locked them up in the walls and drained their spirits of energy and left them alone to go home again to Kansas and Kenya
I had this horrible thought of husks of people (eventually skeletons) in the walls of that boarding house, forever doomed to haunt it.
If I'm not mistaken, there is a hint that the youngest baby was a succubus and was to be sent away... but escaped that fate, and doomed all around her.
Dark and dreamy-disconnected and just wonderful.
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