The first time the cell door slammed shut behind Marcus, he felt like the world had finally given up on him. Not that he didn’t de...
It was an old country church with warped floorboards, crooked windows, and a cross that leaned ever so slightly to the left. Every...
It was just past midnight when the rain began. Not the soft, cleansing kind of rain that hushes the world into sleep—but a wild, s...
The congregation saw a man of faith—confident, kind, always ready with a word of prayer. On Sundays, he stood behind the pulpit li...
“Do you think God could still love someone like me?” She hadn’t meant to say it out loud. The question had slipped out like a whis...
It was the last bus out of the city, past midnight, the kind of ride where no one speaks unless they have to. The air inside was t...
She stared at the clock on the microwave like it had betrayed her. 9:42 a.m. The church service started in eighteen minutes, and t...
It happened on a Tuesday, sometime between the cracked silence of morning coffee and the low hum of fluorescent lights at the offi...
The engine hummed low as the car rolled past the edges of the neighborhood—rows of houses she knew by heart, all blurring behind t...
It was a rust-colored morning, one of those days when the sky feels heavy before the sun even begins its rise. Eli sat in the pris...