If The Heels Fit
This was originally posted, by me, on StorySite. I picked it up, did a little editing, some re-writing, and here it is. I hope you enjoy If The Heels Fit by Anne O'Nonymous Tap, Tap, Tap. Hello darkness, my old friend - I've come to visit you again. The blackened room had one occupant, almost. Ken's mind was not in that dark area; it was miles away. An opened, almost full, bottle of "Black and White" sat on a small table to his right, an unused glass beside it. A...