The pews smelled of old varnish and dust, and the winter air that filtered in through the crack in the stained glass made Eleanor...
The smell of kerosene and boiled lentils hung in the air, clinging to the canvas walls like old sorrow. Amir sat outside the tent,...
He had stared at the same cracked window for three years. Every morning, the same light slipped through it—the broken pane bending...
The smoke curled upward like black ribbons against the gray morning sky, and the air carried the kind of silence that only follows...
It was the kind of house people forgot. Ivy crept like green veins over the chipped stone, and a single window, shattered in its t...
He had never noticed the stars before that night. Not really. They had always been distant, cold specks to him—pinned too far abov...
The prison cafeteria smelled of bleach and instant coffee. A guard leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, watching with that h...
The drought had not broken in over a year. Every leaf in Zarephath had withered into brittle dust. The earth cracked beneath sanda...
Miss Evelyn always arrived ten minutes before the bell, her shoes quiet on the polished floors of Rosemont Middle School, her card...
The mirror had always hung there—above the old oak dresser, between the two arched windows of her grandmother’s room. Emily rememb...