I woke up drenched in sweat. Glancing around, the room looked familiar. I was lying in bed and… oh right, it was my bed. Somehow I had gotten home. I remembered that I had just had a nightmare, but could not remember anything about it. Someone was chasing me… or… I was chasing someone? It…
Author’s note: “Sard” is the equivalent of the F word in Edwardian times. 6 Gerard Emerton Must Die! by countrymouse11 Then Ana turned and ran for the back door. “Consarn it!” Ana swore as Gerard caught her near the egress, snagging the shoulder of her gown to pin her face-first against the wall. She tried…
Story Title:
Delivering the Dirt - A Mailgirl's Blog
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Content Type:
Mailgirls
2,198 words (~12 minutes reading time)
Good morning gentle readers! I hope everyone is doing well. Do something for your health today as we only get one go round in this crazy world. I will keep writing so long as you keep reading, we have a good thing going and I wouldn’t want anything to spoil it 😉 Speaking of this…
