“Haunted by Beggars” — Flash Fiction Friday
“You seen her before?” John asked, picking his teeth. I looked upon the haggard performer in the market and found I could not look away. “Maybe, but begs the question, from where?” “Ain’t been on this side of the world. Maybe she’s a ghost.” “Ghosts don’t follow people.” This is the first post of a […]
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