From the Heart

            Marc glanced in the rearview mirror as he pulled out of the church parking lot, his gaze on Emma in the back seat. “Are you excited about our trip into the city this afternoon?”             Emma’s eyes sparkled with delight. “I am. I brought all my...

            Sarah climbed the steps of the train station and stepped out into the sunshine. Shielding her eyes, she glanced both ways as she crossed the street. Five more blocks. She picked up her pace. Art class started in 20 minutes and she hated to be late. This...

Richard pressed a hand against his abdomen, trying to settle the nerves twisting his gut. Would Tara stay when she saw him, or run in the opposite direction? She never was big on surprises. But then again, that was the old Tara. Not the amazing fearless woman she’d...