The Bench at the End of Sycamore Lane

It was the summer of 2008 in the small town of Millhaven, and I was driving home late one night when I saw a woman sitting on a bench at the end of Sycamore Lane. She was there every night for a week, always at the same hour, never moving. The first time I passed her, I barely noticed. The second time, I slowed down. The third time, I stopped the car. Her name was Evelyn, and she was waiting for a bus that had stopped running in 1974. She told me things about the town, about the people I knew, things she couldn't have known. And then she told me about the night she died. This is a story about memory, about the roads we keep driving, and about the passengers who never reach their destination. It's about a bench, a bus route, and the woman who waits there still. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LettersToTheNightDesk #Millhaven #SycamoreLane #Ghost #BusStop #1974 #Summer2008 #Waiting #Grief #Memory #Roadside #SmallTown #NightDriving #UnfinishedBusiness #Bench #Luna #EpistolaryHorror #SycamoreRidge Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo