As the rain turned to sleet, Kathleen realized the pitter-patter she heard was the sound of something scurrying in the walls. She couldn't blame the critter; she wouldn't go out in this weather either. "Goodnight little wallfriend, I'll figure how to kill you tomorrow."
6:45 PM - 27 Dec 2017
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