The Yew, Part 2

The Yew, Part 1 “Where did that come from?” Rae whispered, too chilled to scream. “I don’t know,” Loren said. “There’s not as much as I thought, at first.” “It sure looks like a lot,” Rae said. She refused to pass the border into the room. Loren, however, approached the branch. “No, it’s just … Continue reading The Yew, Part 2 →

The Yew, Part 1

“My grandmother’s mom planted that tree, you know.” Herb gestured at the twisting trunk with his mottled hand. His other hand quavered on his his cane. Rae worried that he might fall on the uneven ground. The roots of the tree rippled up out of the earth all around it, like knucklebones poking out of … Continue reading The Yew, Part 1 →