Storytime: a memory revisited

Dear friends,  I've managed to post another story on my website originally written back in 1994.  Although it isn't my first attempt to write a horror story, I feel it is my most successful because it became a counterpoint in my zine (Gae-raj, issue B) to the grief I was feeling that year from the recent passing of my friend Tod Streater (January 17, 1963, Vancouver, WA--July 11, 1993, Seattle, WA).  It perhaps reveals more about myself, but I like to think of it as a snapshot of an era of transitions, when the restrictions of the past were falling away and my peers and I were willing to experiment more with life than we'd been able to before with our parents.  I bid you carry your mind, like your umbrella, usefully open as you brave this following word torrent.

Helen, WITH-EYES-OF-THE-DEVIL