howling continues

So nice air comes flowing in.

I heard him give a sort of howl. Bobbie, I said.

Her shadow once, fumbling the chain on her door, then the door slamming fearfully shut, only the barking and the music jazz filtering as it does, day and night into the hall.

Her shadow once, fumbling the chain on her door, then the door slamming fearfully shut, only the barking and the music jazz filtering as it does, day and night into the hall.