Spooky on My Block: Tales from Willow Creek
Introduction The streetlights hummed a monotonous tune, a soundtrack to the everyday life of Willow Creek. Lawns manicured to perfection, mailboxes standing sentinel, and children’s laughter echoing through the dusk – a quintessential suburban idyll. That’s what I thought, too, until I moved into the old Victorian on Elm Street. I never truly believed in…
