When the Lights Go Out [Janalyn Voigt]
A few minutes before, I’d been happily drawing in a small circle of light at my desk. Now my stomach clenched at the thought of the terrors lurking in the darkness . . .
A few minutes before, I’d been happily drawing in a small circle of light at my desk. Now my stomach clenched at the thought of the terrors lurking in the darkness . . .