“You wander around too much. Can’t sit still,” Jamie said to himself in a voice deeper than…
Franchesca leaned against the brick wall and waited for the numb feeling to take over as she…
Sunlight streamed through the window and followed the old man. Five measured steps. Pivot…
A single beam of light formed a little yellow rectangle on the cement floor. She hates it and…
At first they came for the food. Later, they stayed for the stories.
There are times to treasure, and people to treasure.
