The Creeper

by A.M. Shine

It would have seemed that Sparling had caught Ms Coogan’s attention. Some people were more easily excited by outhouses than others.

Plumes of smoke curled through the distant sky, as though giants slumped across its hidden pastures, puffing cigar smoke into the air.

There certainly are a lot of similes ...

Fond memories have a habit of awakening the light, even on the darkest of nights.