The Unfortunate Misunderstanding of Jerusha and Winston
“Winston! Dinnah’s ready, da’ling. Come up from the basement, there and have a wash, yea?” Winston exhaled deeply and he brushed his wet, grayish blonde hair from his forehead. He looked down and saw a few stray strands stuck to the blood on his rubber gloves. “Winston! Dinnah!” “Yes, de'ah!” The older gentleman looked down at [...]