By Jaelle Terrell It was about 7:00 on a Friday, and the light rain stopped as dusk began to settle in. He was still wearing his red Lowe’s vest as he drove down the divided road. He admired the big stone church on his right. “St. John and Paul.” “I’veContinue Reading
Victoria woke with a start. One of those fully-asleep to fully-awake immediately kinds of things. She laid there for a moment, fully restrained, fully compressed by all the medical equipment, the machines and wires and tubes surrounding her, clicking and humming, attached to her body, keeping her alive. It wasContinue Reading
Victoria laid in bed, stretching out languorously. The room was pitch black and perfectly still. There was no clock on the nightstand. She hadn’t used a clock in her bedroom since her last heart attack. Victoria hadn’t woken …Continue Reading
Victoria was happy. Her life was set. All planned out. Until she ran into something she never expected.Continue Reading
Who are you to cast less-than upon me — someone you do not know? Who are you to decide my fate — in a moment’s thought? What right do you have — to violate my life? What credence do you follow — that exempts you from the scourge you project?Continue Reading
