For the third time today, the word sign stole my attention. First, I woke to an old song touting signs were everywhere. I didn’t take any particular
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Misery Island
The speedboat chopped through the waves as it raced toward the island. Beth tugged on the strap across Lizzie’s chest. The makeshift harness held firm. Three others
When Bees Buzz
The bailiff held the door, and Millis shuffled through. He moved with little effort, having learned the precise gait the shackles allowed. The morning sun
Julie Kusma, Author 