From the Heart

Lana wiped away a tear as she inserted a key into the lock. How strange it felt to be unlocking this door. This door to a house that felt more like home than her own home. It was hard to believe Grams was gone. And now Lana had to clear out her house. She pushed the...

Nancy finished her coffee and set down the cup just as the server arrived with the check. She accepted the little leather folio from his hands and slipped her credit card inside. Barbara reached for the check. “You don’t need to pay.” Nancy smiled and handed the folio...

The paintings in the window caught Greg’s eye. He eased the door open into the art studio. How many times had he passed this place but never stopped in? A few patrons milled about, but the place was certainly not full. Shame. The artist was clearly gifted. He moved in...