Driving home after seeing Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, I called my dad.
I asked about his day. He asked about mine. Then, as I drove through the night with a prickly awareness of my vacant backseat and my high beams lighting...
Driving home after seeing Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, I called my dad.
I asked about his day. He asked about mine. Then, as I drove through the night with a prickly awareness of my vacant backseat and my high beams lighting...