I have a story up at Ink Sweat and Tears — MAYBE A FOX.
When she unplugged the telly, she didn’t think to examine the sliver of darkness between her curtains.
Thanks to editor Helen Ivory.
This story’s based on the watcher — every street has one — the neighbour who watches from behind their window. At first it’s creepy to see them there, watching you as you walk down the street, but after a while it starts to feel creepier when you can’t see them.