Pipp: Week 2

Pipp: Week 2

Little did Heather know what good food and a night’s sleep could do to someone. Or something. The next morning had barely passed when shrilling but quiet screeches woke up everyone in the house. Pipp was up and about, head sticking above the top of his box...
Pipp: Week 1

Pipp: Week 1

West Hills. Why did it have to be West Hills? Heather trudged down the dirt and gravel path that led out of the main section of Ellowwood. A twenty-pound bag of wheat was in her arms, having been tasked to deliver it to an elderly couple out on the west side of town....
The Screaming Well: Week 4

The Screaming Well: Week 4

Heather stood at the outside of the blacksmith’s shop, her thoughts a total mess. She had elected to wait outside, letting Janus return the rope they had borrowed. The last thing she wanted to do was to explain to someone what had happened. And she knew that the...
The Screaming Well: Week 3

The Screaming Well: Week 3

Heather could hear Janus making his way down the hole. She waited pensively, feeling quite alone. How far had Janus gone in? Would he be all right? What was making the glow? She wished he could’ve taken a lantern with him. Heather didn’t doubt that he had...
The Screaming Well: Week 2

The Screaming Well: Week 2

“What do we do now?” Heather asked softly. The question was mostly to herself. “What do you mean? You’re the one who wanted to come out here.” Janus’ voice had a bit of scolding in his voice. Heather’s cheeks flushed....