Black Out (24690 #3)

by A.A. Dark

Flowers didn’t grow in the dark. Love didn’t flourish amongst evil. My child was dead by now. He was dead and it was all my fault.

“You can’t set hell’s playground on fire and expect it to make a difference. She’s already made friends with the flames.

“That’s what I thought. Beware of women. Period. We always find a way to survive.”