Short Story Saturday – The Werewolf Howls by Clifford Ball

The Werewolf HowlsBY CLIFFORD BALLThe men who were waiting for that wolf had silver bullets in their muskets. Twilight had come upon the slopes of die vineyards, and a gentle, caressing breeze drifted through the open casement to stir into further … Continue reading Short Story Saturday – The Werewolf Howls by Clifford Ball