A blustery wind blew through the Gremmington that morning. The crowd gathered in the town square was bundled up and huddled close around...

Gremmington was much like Laurence remembered it. Dull, cold, and cloudy. The only thing he didn’t recognize was the ladder. Sturdy and...

It was a crisp Autumn day, just before the leaves turned copper and bronze. A chill breeze chased four young boys up a rickety fire...