
What Happened When the Knocking Stopped
The angst I felt as I watched him approach was indescribable. On the one hand, I prayed for resolution, yet on the other, I wondered

The angst I felt as I watched him approach was indescribable. On the one hand, I prayed for resolution, yet on the other, I wondered

The rain misted my skin as the thick, humid air made it difficult to take a deep breath. I swatted at mosquitoes as they landed

I thought that I had unpacked most of my grief. But as I stood in front of the doorway, it all came flooding back. Or

The loud beep-beep of a car horn startled Eve, who was lost in thought as she poured over the old photo albums that Jackson had
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