I heard those footsteps above my head. It gave me shivers.
When we lived in Charleston, the first house we owned was located on Meeting Street, a few blocks south of Broad. It was a truly nice house, completely restored, and had the most marvelous bathrooms I’ve ever seen in my life. One night, Mary and I came home from seeing a ballet. I went to […]
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