Photo by Ketut Subiyanto on Pexels.com How much longer can I take the abuse? He says he loves me but then, he gets into a rage for no reason and beats me. My body is hurting right now. I don't know how much more of this I can take. Is it my fault for marrying …
The Letter
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook Whew! That was close. She'd succeeded in shaking them--at least for now. The castle loomed ahead. She had to get there. Her uncle's dying words were, "Take...the...envelope...to...Sir Neville Langdon. He'll be at the...castle." The letter was a matter of national security. If it fell into the wrong hands... The knock …
Ketanji Brown Jackson
Photo by Los Angeles Times "I am standing here today by the grace of God as testament to the love and support that I've received from my family." Ketanji Brown Jackson recently made history when President Biden nominated her for Supreme Court of the United States to fill the vacancy left by the death of Antonin …
Francine Rivers
Francine Rivers is the daughter of a police officer and nurse. Since childhood, she wanted to be a published writer. Before she realized her dream, she was a newspaper reporter, writing obituaries and human interest stories. After reading romance novels which her mother-in-law lent her, Francine decided to write in that genre. Her first manuscript …
Trapped
We remain trapped when we allow fear to block our means of escape. She sat in bed in the Inky blackness and the faintest glow of light from around the door warned her that she wasn't alone anymore. He was there. She could hear him moving about now. What was she going to do when …
Guilt and Regret
Photo by Arsham Haghani from Pexels He's dead. My brother is dead because he wore a yellow bandanna. The police officer shot him because he thought he was a member of the Amarillos. I saw it with my own eyes. I saw when it happened. I saw him shoot my brother in cold blood even …
Drusilla’s Story
I was having lunch with my cousin, Tia. We hadn't seen each other for a while so there was a lot of catching up to do. She was working at an advertising company while I was in my third year at university. I was studying Sociology. She was engaged to a Nigerian man she met …
It Doesn’t Matter
“Admit it, Jesse.” He looked at her blankly. “Admit what?” “Admit that you’re jealous.” “You think I’m jealous of you because of your promotion?” “No, silly. I know you don’t have a problem with a woman being your boss like some of the guys do.” “Then what am I jealous of?” “I saw the way …
Turned Upside Down/Hidden #writephoto
Samuel Villan stood on the rocks, looking at the stream winding its way in at an unhurried pace. This was his favorite place. It was where he came when he wanted to think, to clear his mind and to forget... Life had been fairly quiet and uneventful for him since Julia died. It had been …
Moving to Canada
“You’re leaving?” Robyn asked Patrick, her heart pounding and a feeling of dread overcame her. “When?” He had just told her the awful news that he was leaving London and moving to Toronto. The two cities were worlds apart. The thought of never seeing him again was unbearable. They had known each other since she …
Notes to Women 