PART 2: People are saying you’re a fool for trusting a stranger. Delete it, Rachel. I mean it. Sweetheart, the…
PART 2: Children ran alongside laughing, but the songs the crowd sang were not sweet. The fessine verses were crude,…
PART 2: James parked and searched the empty platforms. No one. He almost gave up. Then, he noticed a pair…
PART 2: When a gladiator won, especially a favorite like Gaius Maximus, Rome handed him spoils, not because he…
Stroud has legal papers. He’ll be here by morning. And when he is, you’ll wish you’d handed her over when…
PART 2: The legal beginning. What waited at the end of the torch-lit procession, in the house she had never…
He drove the mules at a steady walk because anything more would have jostled the babies and he sang under…
PART 2: And then he appeared in the doorway of the house, framed between two of those massive white columns,…
” Your stories remind us why kindness and truth matter. Marcus clicked on the new recording. The room fell completely…
PART 2: “I think,” he said carefully, “that Mr. Dickens understands what it means to be invisible.” Something moved across…