A witness
He appeared one day as she worked in the backyard. Yanking the crowbar from between two pieces of wood, she glanced down toward the growing pile of scraps and t...
Category: Fiction
Life of a Journal
The handwritten dedication at the start of the journal elicits hope, love, and tenderness. Who is this “fearless and awesome” Alexandra daughter? Did she share ...
The End
This story came to me after a visit to the cemetery near my house. I saw the name “Olander” on a headstone, and I knew that it would show up in a story soon! Ol...
How I matter (part 2)
Chapter 2 I Matter. As she lay on the ground, stunned by the appearance of two words that had never occurred to her in quite that way, she noticed that the spac...
How I matter (part 1)
Chapter 1 Fight or flight mode had kicked in again. She, a tall, thin woman with brown hair tied up in a ponytail, ran against the feeling. Or into the feeling....
I know all about you
I know all about you.(The scariest phrase ever written.)I know all about you.(Please don’t tell anyone.) The morning broke gray and flat. Sheera nuzzled her wet...