By the time Thanksgiving rolled around, the only folks who didn’t know there was a stranger in town were those individuals buried six feet under in our local cemetery, the Garden of Gethsemane. As for me, I’d joined ranks with the other living… Read More ›
Story in Progress
A Story in Progress: A Stranger in Endurance, Part One
No one knew where she came from or just exactly when she arrived. Hell, no one even knew who she was. Of course it wasn’t long before people started speculating and once the speculating started, so did the talking–one thing… Read More ›