From the Heart

Michael sank deeper into a pit of depression. His life was over. Maybe not physically, but for all practical purposes. What kind of life could he have with only one leg? He’d been the star of the school basketball team. All the girls wanted to date him and all the...

Max wiped his hands on his pants as he approached the front door. He hadn’t been in this neighborhood in decades. Not since Mary’s parents moved to Florida shortly after he and Mary married. But now, the years fell away, and he was a 17-year-old boy coming to pick...

Max rubbed Scruffy’s ears and sighed. “I miss her.” Scruffy laid his head on Max’s lap and let out a low moan. “Guess you miss her, too.” Max shook his head. “You know what we used to do when we were courting? We’d write one another the most beautiful letters. I wish...