Everyday, he would arrive. Whether rain or shine. He would trudge down the gravel path to a lone resting place, away from the rest. A singular rose in hand. He would lay it down, clear away the previous rose, and talk to his beloved. He would explain his day, talk about the people he had … Continue reading His loving husband (short story) →

A woman was walking down the street, it had been a long day and as she got to her door, she noticed her neighbor and her children playing ball outside. The ball landed at her feet as a little girl with the galaxy in her eye ran over to her. The girl was full of … Continue reading The Girl with the Galaxy in her Eye (Short Story) →