4 thoughts on “Rainy Sunday Night”

    1. It could have been someone up in the empty attic with a flashlight looking for a clue to the murder. Or a candle, the only light left to the mad woman in the attic. Or a small flame beginning to flicker as it spread in the dry wood. But actually it was a rear red car light reflected in the window.

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