Peter Pumpkinhead
Where the Sunbeams End: Chapter 9
As Christmas encroaches, I find myself at my father’s mountain home. Eager to inquire about his own memories. I am curious to hear if he carries similar visions of days gone. But it’s also a way to distract myself from the onslaught of my own visions.
I’ve been trying to ease into the dark place from a distance, slowl…