"Daddy, why'd you have to drink that grown-up drink? You knew you were going to drive." My three-year-old son asked me one night.
I broke down in tears; I didn't know what was worse: the eery calmness in that little boy's voice, or the fact that it was the one-year anniversary of the day I'd accidentally killed my three-year-old son while drunk driving...
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Very Short Horror Stories
HorrorThis is a book of very short horror stories, obviously. None of the stories will be any more than a few sentences long, if that. Read at your own risk...
