From the Heart

As Kristen navigated the path through the snow-covered trees, her mother’s words played on repeat through her head. “Your father is dying, and he wants to see you.” She slowed the car as a deer bounded across the road. Despite the circumstances, she couldn’t help...

The engine struggled, but refused to start. “No, no, no, not now!” Anne pounded the steering wheel with a first. She was due to speak at a women’s seminar this afternoon. She sent up a prayer. “God, please fix my car. You know it’s important for me to be at church.”...

Tanya pushed open the door to Aunt Gertie’s house. The familiar scent hit immediately, wrapping around her like an embrace. It was a mixture of warm cinnamon, the faintest hint of mothballs, and the comforting trace of her perfume. She took a step inside, breathing it...