Day 93 Ruminating And Writing

Cross

The two roads crossed each other. It was said that if you looked carefully, sideways, cross-eyed, you could see the Devil at midnight in the intersection. If you were brave enough, you could make a deal of a lifetime. So the story went. So it had gone for centuries, told by one generation to another, whispered before bedtime. Everyone in the town knew the story. Everyone had been tempted at one time or another. So it was. So it would ever be. Dreams were meant to come true.

That was ...