The small cottage at the edge of the lake had seen fifty winters, but it never looked...
The sanctuary was not a place of gold or marble; it was a converted warehouse on the...
The dusty workshop of Miller’s Farm was usually a place of grease, heavy iron, and the rhythmic...
The city of Oakhaven was a relentless machine of steel and glass that never seemed to find...
The neighborhood of Silver Creek was on high alert. For three days, a dense, freezing fog had...
High school senior Leo was already having a rough Monday. He had spent three days meticulously building...
The lunch rush at “The Blue Plate” was at its peak when the tension broke the hum...
The neighborhood of Oak Ridge was the kind of place where people left their back doors unlocked...
The setting was a prestigious theater in London, filled with critics and seasoned patrons who had seen...
The smoky lights of the small Nashville stage caught the glint of Dave Fenley’s weathered acoustic guitar,...
