Something Like Generosity

Something Like Generosity

The breeze might have been nice, in the summer. She escaped into a favorite memory, imagining the sun breaking through the heavy winter clouds, visiting again the old summer resort. Warmed, she heard the steady gentle waves on the bay shore, felt the sand between her...
Resting Along Unfamiliar Trails

Resting Along Unfamiliar Trails

A Story in a Remote Winter Cabin – by Stephen Jones Rest. He had been saying that he wanted rest for years. But now, now that it was in front of him, he felt restless. His eyes searched the regular repeating lines of the horizontal logs that made up the cabin...