Blaire Haven
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Ashes of the Blackwood House
The town had decided what lived inside the Blackwood House long before anyone bothered to ask. From the road below, the state looked carved out of shadow and stubbornness-iron gates rusted shut, stone walls brined with ivy like old scars. People who whispered about it the way they whispered about deaths that had never been solved properly. With reverence. With fear. With relief that it wasn’t their burden to carry.
By Blaire Haven20 days ago in Fiction
The Letters My Grandmother Hid From Time
My grandmother always said the attic was of-limits, but she never said why. I assumed it was because of the loose floorboards or the way the ladder groaned like it was protesting every climb. Or maybe it was just one of those rules adults make to keep children from getting hurt-or from discovering things they weren’t ready to understand yet.
By Blaire Haven23 days ago in Fiction
Inside Customer Service
By the end of your shift, you will have smiled through someone’s anger, apologized for things you didn’t do, and wondered why respect has become optional. You will have listened to complaints that aren’t yours, taken responsibility for mistakes you didn’t make, and kept calm when being treated like you don’t matter. This is the reality of working in customer service.
By Blaire Havenabout a month ago in FYI
