Hank was on his way to the grocery store when he bumped into Anaïs. “Hello, Anaïs.” “Hello, Pastor Hank.” “How is the Bible Study coming along?” “Great. I just finished the first lesson.” The first lesson was, Is There Anything Left You Can Trust? It was a study about the Bible. “I got all the… Read More Anaïs Throws a Wrench
Velma studied him. “No need to look so uptight, Mr. Gray. I just wanted to let you know that Kiskadee Records was extremely impressed with your ad layout.” “Oh.” He was very relieved to hear that. “As I said on Friday, you did an outstanding job which is what I always expect from you.” “Thank… Read More Twenty Questions
“That was invigorating, wasn’t it?” Briony said, looking at Tadeas. They were standing at the paddock after they had returned from horse riding. They were on her family’s farm just outside of London. They had driven up there just after ten in the morning. It was a beautiful day so it was a treat exploring… Read More On the Farm
She was at the flower shop buying flowers for her grandmother who was celebrating her 70th birthday when she spotted Father Desjardins. He was talking to Mr. Cooper whose farm he had invited her to visit with him and a group of other people. It had been a fun excursion. She had even milked a… Read More Farewell, Father Desjardins
Father Kiesler stood there watching as the church sanctuary quickly filled up. It seemed like the entire community was there to pay their respects to Father Schmidt who had suffered a heart attack a few days ago and died. It was Sister Augustin who found him slumped over his desk in the office. She had… Read More A Fitting Farewell
He was en route to the farm when his cell rang. It was Veronica. He thought of ignoring it but answered anyway. “Yes?” “I’m sorry for what I said about farmers.” “It’s how you really feel.” “I thought you were a businessman who lived in Minneapolis. I had no idea you lived on farm.” “Well,… Read More A Nice City Boy
“Is this your place? It’s very nice but the decor seems more feminine. Not your style at all.” “This isn’t my place,” he informed her. “This is my sister, Annette’s place.” “Oh. Why are we meeting here at your sister’s place instead of yours?” “We could drive out to the farm if you like. It’s… Read More The Farmer
He glanced up from his computer and realized that Shantel and he were the only ones in the office. Everyone else had left. It was Friday. Most people left either minutes before or exactly at five. And it was summer. People wanted to enjoy the nice weather. He wasn’t in any rush to get home. … Read More Co-Workers Turned Couple
Earlier this month when I was reading about African American women who made a difference so that I could feature them in the special issue of Notes to Women newsletter, one name kept popping up–Eleanor Roosevelt. I promised myself that I would do a little writeup on her. And here we are. “Where, after all,… Read More Eleanor Roosevelt
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