Excerpt from The Hanging Man

His eyes shifted to the hanging man and he yelped again when he saw that the man’s mouth was no longer agape but had drawn itself up into a horrible rictus that mimicked a ghastly grin. He stumbled backwards out of the stall, grabbing the gate and slamming it shut before fleeing the barn, Daisy-dew bellowing in alarm in her stall.

The Hanging Man is a ghost story set in the mid-west around the turn of the century. It will be published in a new anthology of ghost stories and supernatural tales in mid-to-late February.