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The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 27
As interesting and provocative as Ringo’s story was, Dimity and I had come from a long road trip and we were yawning heavily. We tried to...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 26
Ringo’s Story A shaft of moonlight from the high window mingled with the candlelight and draped the walls in shadows while...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 25
The room was cloaked in shadows when we opened the door. Our journey back across Ohio, north into Michigan, all the way up to a Chippewa...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 24
In a single motion I reached my hand into Dimity’s bag, pulled out her gun and marched toward Lorenzo, lifting the barrel toward his...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 23
Just as I had never believed in ghosts, monsters or the bogeyman, neither had I ever believed in guardian angels. That was all the stuff...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 22
I awoke to breakfast smells wafting in from the kitchen, sauteed onions and garlic, fried potatoes, and smoked meats. Outside there were...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 21
The letter fell from my hand onto the floor. I gazed at the ceiling for a moment in a state of mild shock. I was already dealing with the...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 20
I was at my home back in Ohio where the backyard was lush with new springtime grass and wildflowers. Water still dripped from the tender...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 19
We were both out of our minds, electrified by the ghostly vision we’d just seen, and for several minutes we clung to each other on the...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 18
We went again to the stretch of road where our destination supposedly lay but the entrance to Ringo’s secret hideaway remained an enigma....
