This one is near and dear to my heart and I'm excited for it to be my first piece in a lit-mag.
Way back in 2006, Blackout Writers Group decided to have a special Halloween meeting, where we all committed to dashing off new scary stories.
For some reason, my thoughts immediately went to an old school cider mill in upstate New York where my father would take my brother and I where you could see all the apples being crushed.
(edited by Blackout Writers Group and Eleanor Katari).