Her Eyes

Her Eyes

On

Her glasses were crooked. Of course they were. The light metal frames were slightly bent, leaving them always looking just slightly askew. It lent her an air of… I don’t know, vulnerability. On someone else, it might be awkward or unattractive, but…

Her Fondest Memory

Her Fondest Memory

On

Leaning over, bracing himself on the rails of the hospital bed, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Wiping the tears from his eyes yet again, he slowly lowered himself on the chair where he’d made his home for the last…

The Gift of Clarity

The Gift of Clarity

On

From time out of mind, Marjorie had led the fight for an alcohol-free county. It seemed like her entire life had centered around the ‘sins’ of alcohol and drugs. The ‘bad people’ and the ‘good people’ were all that mattered. It didn’t…

His Love

His Love

On

The pen felt awkward in his hand. He gripped it so tightly that he feared it might break. He wasn’t good with words, but this task was more important than most. Maybe that made it even worse, more awkward. She was leaving…

The Faith of a Child

The Faith of a Child

On

I turned. Mr Hallaron walked over. He’d put his hat on and was pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He lit one up just before he got to me, probably because he knows I hate it. I looked down…

The Last Fight

The Last Fight

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“QUIT IT!” She screamed. Her voice was raw from the effort of her screams, yelling until she was hoarse from it, exerting all of the anguish and rage through her voice as she finally fought back. It had been years of dealing…