Moon That Shone Like Loving Mice

The Moon that Shone like Loving MiceA Short Storyby AnonymousGary Kowalski had always loved cold Newton Abbot with its tiny, tan trees. It was a place where he felt happy.He was a spiteful, deranged, whiskey drinker with ugly toenails and fragile lips. His friends saw him as a rare, raw rover. Once, he had even revived a dying, old lady. That''s the sort of man he was.