The Bringer

"A young woman has to deal with a promise her father made."

December roared like a lion, and I would be glad to see the back of this year, 1782. The death of my father had hit the family hard, our livelihood threatened by squabbling over his will. My mother had taken...

Second Chances

"Have you ever wondered if you could spend another moment with your first love even if they're dead?"

It was mid - January, the air below minus two, when I entered the park around ten to midnight after doing a busy nine hour shift at the convenience store. I pulled up the hood of my green puffa jacket...

For You, Father

"Tonight, a priest must guard his own soul instead..."

“Father…” came the whisper, soft as a feather, warm as honey. I woke in confusion, searching for the illuminated red of the clock, finding nothing. The bedroom was a well of darkness, a void of light that had no end....