Fallen Leaves, Second Chances
The autumn morning held itself with the particular stillness that comes before a decision is made. Thomas Hartwell felt it in the way his shoulders carried themselves b...
A Portal to the Past
Margaret stood at her kitchen window, watching the red balloon drift between the branches of the ancient oak tree. Its scarlet surface caught the morning light as it bobbed agai...
The Weight of New Beginning
The puppy was almost asleep. This was her first night in a new house. She was stressed because she had left her mum and the familiar environment she used to know before t...