From the Heart

             “What size do you wear?” Tim asked. “I’m happy to get you a fresh set of clothes.”             Chester eyed him. “Why are you helping me? Why now, after all this time? I’ve seen you walk past me – even moving to the other side of the street to ignore me.”...

  Brian and Tim strolled down the sidewalk on the way back to the office. They gave a wide berth to the homeless man who sat against the building, cardboard sign in hand. Careful not to make eye contact, they hurried past. “Carmine’s sure knows how to make a...

            Emma entered the room to find Wendy slumped on the sofa, her Bible closed on the table in front of her.             “What’s wrong? You look upset.”             Wendy frowned. “I’m not smart enough to be a Christian.”             Emma took a seat on the...