She-Devil

She-Devil – A Lovecraftian Drabble

Hereabouts in swamp gator county there’s a town that now ain’t more than a few ornery folk waiting to taste dirt.

The place used to be a real hoot, full of shindigs and moonshine, ‘til poor Bessie lost her beau an’ her husband on the same day.

That husband of hers was mean as an ox, while her beau was kind-a wiry and had nervous shifty eyes.

No-one rightly knows what went on the day her husband came home full of whisky, but the timing in which her beau first buried him and was then buried himself was mighty suspicious.

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