A Spooky Story (Reprint from 2015)

When I got up this morning, there was a pot of hot coffee ready.  That’s all.  End of story. Oh, except for the part about how I live alone.  And I did not make that coffee. Oh, and guess what: It’s Halloween!  O-o-o-o-o-h!  And I just happen to live in The Last House on the Left.  O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-h!   Coincidence?  I think not. […]