Michelle is living out of doors and is hungry. She interacts with everyday people for a meal out of desperation.
“What nonsense!” Grace said more to herself than to Tom. “Yeah, yeah, she’s got a firm grip on that grudge.” “Old lady falls, so she must be… Read more “Richmond Hall : Part Three”
The hallway smelled empty, a mix of discount degreaser and dust. The surfactant, used regularly on the floors throughout Richmond Hall, was liberally and sloppily applied semi-often.… Read more “Richmond Hall : Part One”