I watched her every day from afar and followed her everywhere. I knew all her routines and all the routes she took. We lived in the same apartment complex so it was easy. Sometimes she would... Continue reading
She sat by the hearth, stirring the wet charcoal, tears running down her chubby cheeks as she hummed rhythmically. She was a girl in pain, a girl without a mother. She turned left to look at the... Continue reading