[It’s at least six feet tall. Photograph and special effects by me.]
Heritage Woods is a subdivision. A three-mile walk takes Elaine and me through Heritage Woods almost daily. A median strip in one of its streets held, until recently, a decorative brick arch. One day the arch was gone, and soon this stone was in its place, “a stone with our name on it,” as a resident described it. What comes to mind when you think of a stone with your name on it? [Cue maniacal laughter and spooky organ.]
Heritage Woods is now the scariest subdivision in the world.
I couldn’t resist hamming things up by draining the photograph of
blood color and adding a filter or two. [Cue maniacal laughter.]
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
By Michael Leddy at 11:42 AM