Micro Fiction: The Path 17 October 3, 2020 by Elizabeth Drake “I am the least of your worries,” the owl assured her. But Eva wasn’t convinced. Seriously, what could be worse than seeing and hearing things that weren’t there? Had she completely lost her mind? Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related