From the Heart

Maggie stared at the computer screen. How was this possible? Three months ago, she’d been told she wouldn’t live to see her next birthday. But now the scans were clear. Her phone buzzed and she glanced at the screen. Dr. Porter. She connected the call. “I just read...

         Gus made his way through the cemetery, putting his weight on his walking cane. His knee was acting up again, but walking usually loosened it up a bit. When he reached his usual spot, he laid a single rose on the gravestone, unfolded his cane into a seat, and...

Ellen hurried down the hall balancing grocery bags in both arms. What a day. Between work, school, and picking up food, she’d been out of the house for the past 12 hours. But when she’d opened her fridge this morning, it had nothing in it but a bottle of iced tea and...