I have always loved stories from the past.
Even as a kid, I had a wild imagination and
loved to imagine people who had
great or terrible adventures.....
all from things such as an unpaid electric bill stuck in the bricks of a fireplace mantle.....
or a letter left unanswered.
I was absolutely sure,
back when I was eleven or twelve,
that some poor relation of mine had met his demise at the hands of a ruthless
kidnapper or somesuch.
back when I was eleven or twelve,
that some poor relation of mine had met his demise at the hands of a ruthless
kidnapper or somesuch.
