“What did Professor Harper say when you told her about us?” “She said that I was old enough to be your father.” “That may be true but your feelings for me aren’t fatherly, are they?” His eyes darkened and he pulled her roughly against him. “No, they aren’t,” he muttered thickly. And then he was… Read More An Afternoon on the Beach
Overhead the clouds are gathering with threat of a storm. They spread across the sky. When the they are full, they will pour out the rain upon the earth. Many of us like these kinds of storms. We like to watch the spectacular display of God’s majesty as the lightning flashes and the thunder crashes.… Read More Stand Firm
The sky is aflame. Under the relentless heat, the cracked ground cries out for relief. Then, You in Your infinite mercy, command the clouds to empty themselves upon the earth. Praises pour forth from our lips when the first drops of rain fall. This was written for the #writephoto Prompt – Aflame at Sue Vincent’s… Read More Relief/flame #writephoto
She stormed out of the office and drove to her favorite spot, an abandoned field with wild flowers and a particular tree with twisted limbs that seemed to reach for the sky and the clouds like giant floating pieces of cotton wool moved ever so slightly across its expanse. Overhead, seagulls soared, their cries piercing… Read More Dinner With Miller
Notes to Women 