Mei Ling Part 4
Mei Ling - part 4 by B. Pink I stood with my back to the front door with the sound of Mei Lings heels disappearing up the basement steps. I heard the distinctive sound of my car start, and then she was gone. My sobs subsided and I looked down the short hallway of my tormentor's old home, my new home. Through teary eyes for the first time I really took in the reality of my position and surroundings. The dingy basement flat was the lowest level of an old victorian house that...