Literature
YOUR ARMS FEEL LIKE HOME - Chapter 7
CHAPTER 7 - Could You Be the Devil? Could You Be an Angel? Author's Note: I think that posting a chapter a week is a little but unreasonable, because it doesn't give me enough time to edit well. I think what I'll do is try to get a chapter written a week, but then post after I've polished it a little bit. Hopefully y'all aren't too bored between chapters! I've tweaked this a couple of times. I hope it reads cleanly. I had a lot of fun with this one and hope everyone else enjoys it as well. As always, please feel free to comment, and definitely let me know if there are any errors or changes I need to make, or if you see any problems. ***** Vernon Fenwick had a box of bagels and cream cheese in his hands when he tried to let himself into the office of The Undefined Times, and the key decided that it didn't need to work. He had the box tucked under his left arm, his right hand struggling with the key, back and forth repeatedly, until the damn thing finally caught and turned. He gave