As he put the finishing wallpaper strips on the wall, Mark Kendall smiled with pride. It was fine craftsmanship indeed. This would be a room to be proud of. Once the police stopped coming by asking all those pesky questions, that is.
Because Mark, you see, had a secret in his wall.
A secret once named Mrs. Kendall.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Poe Is Me
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