His Muse

The painting was almost complete.  He just had to add a few touches.  Painting landscapes was never his thing but he had been forced to paint them since…He tossed the paintbrush down and got up.  He walked over to the window and stared out into the street below.  It was quiet now.  It was Sunday. … Read More His Muse

The Attention

Rose could feel the townspeople watching her and Victor Ashdown as they left the local church.  It was raining and Victor was holding the umbrella over her. The tongues had been wagging since they showed up for the Sunday morning service.   No doubt they were wondering why Victor Ashdown was there with Rose instead… Read More The Attention

The Truth

“What are you doing?” she asked him, agitated.   “I am going to turn the pages for you,” he said.   She was sitting at the piano about to play something while her aunt and her visitors were sitting in the drawing- room having tea.  “I can manage,” she told him.   “Please, Helen.  I… Read More The Truth

Fanny Kemble

If you stand up and be counted, from time to time you may get yourself knocked down. But remember this: A man flattened by an opponent can get up again. A man flattened by conformity stays down for good – Thomas J. Watson I never heard of Fanny Kemble until I recently read a devotion,… Read More Fanny Kemble