“Don’t be such a baby” My voice echoes through the lot. I climbed up the…

My father once told me that all roads lead to Rome. He is like…

“When is it supposed to snow?” she asked. “Four o’clock,” he told her. “I thought…

“At a certain age, the world will try to cast off your childhood blanket in…

Lily had her head rested in the crook of her elbow, staring at the hands…

The hills were dying. The dirt underfoot had turned from a rich red to a…

They move like ants. Up and down and back up again, scurrying into their hiding…

In Deep Run, Massachusetts, there is always a hint of magic. Turn up the corner,…

The door closed with a loud thud and she rested her back against its glass…

The clock chimed three times, signaling that it was finally midnight. My medical instruments were…