Stories For Saturday: In The (Reservoir) Dog House by Paul D. Brazill

Bonny is volcanic. She’s so angry that she can hardly speak but, unfortunately for me, hardly is the operative word. As she tries to scrub the blood stains from my best white shirt, she goes on and on about the meal she’d cooked the night before and how long it had taken her to cookContinue reading “Stories For Saturday: In The (Reservoir) Dog House by Paul D. Brazill”