June Tenth
“Doctor, I can’t get it out of my head that possibly my poor husband was buried alive.”
“Nonsense,” snorted Dr. Peduncle, “didn’t I attend him myself in his last illness?”
—Life.
“Doctor, I can’t get it out of my head that possibly my poor husband was buried alive.”
“Nonsense,” snorted Dr. Peduncle, “didn’t I attend him myself in his last illness?”
—Life.