From the Heart

               Rosie eased her aching body onto the stiff chair. How she longed for her own comfortable sofa at home. Home, where she made her own meals, tended her own garden, fed the birds… She adjusted her posture to ease the pain in her hip. She didn’t want to...

             “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...