C1353 A father and a frightened fugitive

It was getting dark and night was falling. I turned the corner into the alley and headed for the back door of the funeral home.

People say that near the countryside, but in my case, near the family.

His mind was filled with all sorts of emotions as he recalled the experiences of three lifetimes with a 'whooshing' sound.

Although my real experiences add up to hundreds of years