A full Saturday is followed by a lazy Sunday, Mac & Jude go hammocking, the Barron’s go see Thor and we finish Stranger Things 2. Also,...

Eve dove off the back of the boat into the sea. She came up for air, treading the smooth glassy water, and looked around her. The sun...

Following the internet rabbit hole this morning, which for me usually involves Digg, my blog reader, led me to a quote by someone named...

I've been thinking a lot lately about the creative process. What does it mean to take an idea, a dream, a thought, an image, and bring...

"We are so sorry for your loss." Sara nodded. She shook the hand that was held out to her. "Thank you." Sara smiled briefly, then...

Sara had been at work when she found out about William's death. As a secretary at Putnam, Putnam and Hobbs, one of the more low-key...

The road to the Carraway’s home wound between tall pines and past a small, smooth lake that looked like black glass in the gathering...

Sara woke up the next morning to bright sunshine pouring through her bedroom window. After the two hour drive from Oden, she had turned...

By Monday morning Sara had packed up all the things that were William’s that were not also items that they got together. His boyhood...

At eight a.m. the next morning, Sara sat down at the breakfast table and had her toast and coffee. She was going to go back to work for...