Oh! Do link arms with me, Calliope, Blanche whispered, her brown eyes widening with apprehension.
She took Calliope's arm, tightly linking it with her own.
The old Mulholland house still gives me the willies every time I walk past it.
I hate to think on what might have gone on inside.
It's truly terrifyin'!.
Center Point The secret bliss of calliope ipswich, library binding/marcia lynn mcclure
