Everyone in town has a story about Luella Miller. She never seems to lift a hand, yet somehow, help is always at her side. And those who give it—well, they never quite look the same afterward. Some tales of horror are loud and bloody. This one is quiet, gentle… and suffocating. Mary E. Wilkins Freeman spins a ghostly puzzle where the most dangerous thing may be a smile too sweet to resist.

Mary E. Wilkins Freeman wasn’t known for monsters or gore. She wrote about the quiet corners of New England life—where duty, repression, and superstition sat heavy in the air. But every so often, she let the shadows slip through. “Luella Miller” is one of those rare stories, proof that horror doesn’t always need screams… sometimes it only takes a fragile smile.

A Survey. A Dream. A Better Ad?

Somewhere out there is an ad you won’t hate.

And this brief, slightly soul-sucking survey might help me find it.

t’s optional. But I’d be forever grateful. Or at least for like, a week.

http://bit.ly/litreadingclassicshortstories-survey

Thanks.

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