Cave Canem, Part 2
V. I smell smoke, more burnt gunpowder, and blood. I sit in the back with the Twins now, their cries dwindling to sobs. Lynn is bucking up; she has…
Cave Canem, Part 1
I. My backyard is nice; such a pretty, wonderful place. I love it out here; I can stretch my legs with no one bugging me, especially my family. I…
