Joseph’s nerves are on edge as he seeks lodging. His feet are blistered and sore and Mary is exhausted. The contractions started growing closer together hours ago, and she is nearing the end of her strength. Mary is jostled and bumped as Joseph inches his way through the congested street. The cru...
—Vaclav Havel Sean was a sophomore in college when he died. He was going to drive home on December 23, the last day of classes, and would be here for three weeks but he changed his plans when he learned Mark’s schedule had changed and he had to work on the 23rd and 24th for a pilot who was in the...
—George Eliot His hands were shoved inside his pockets just as I remembered seeing him as a child waiting for the school bus. His face was thinner and masked with stubble, but his father’s brown eyes peered out beneath the hood of the sweatshirt. I reached for him, trembling as I pulled him insid...