Katye By The Door
KATYE BY THE DOORBY L. LEACH and R. W. WYATT The doorbell rang. My hands were wet from washing dishes and I was not in a good mood today. I looked around for a dry towel and ....three, four more rings...dang it! Wait just a fuckin’ minute will you?? Drying my hands I hurried to the door and wondered who in the world was in such a hurry. Unlocking the door I pulled it slightly open and ask: “What do you....” before I could finish he shoved a gun under my chin and pushed me back inside the...