Wolf Worm

It was full dark when we arrived at my employer’s house.

Conversation had faltered after Phelps’s revelation.

It may be difficult to follow up the phrase “Christian duty,” but that’s nothing compared to a claim of having seen the Devil in person.

And calling it a her? I desperately wanted to ask what she had looked like, if she had two legs or four, hooves or hands, and if there had been any other witnesses, but these all seemed likely to end up with me walking the rest of the way to Halder’s.