Sifting through the dirt to get to the gold
"The crowd that showed up could have come together only in a place like Charleston. And could have only my uncle as the common denominator. The owner of a million-dollar beach front house traded vodka shots with a man from Brother Thomas's congregation in the projects. Three Folly Beach surfers cornered several state legislators and... Continue Reading →
"Without thinking further, Diaz lifted his left leg and scrambled over the jersey wall. There were only a couple of feet between the curved concrete of the wall and the solid white line of the shoulder. He hewed to the wet, narrow space, absorbed the rush of air from passing cars time and again, ignored... Continue Reading →
A Tribute to a Veteran of Vietnam by Julie K. Weber-Torres is labelled as an ode to the heroism of a daughter's father, but after reading I can't help but be amazed by the compassion, resolve and love of a father's daughter. When a parental figure has spent more time out of your life than... Continue Reading →
"In my life everything was temporary. Love came the least, pain came the most and happiness sometimes didn't come at all. Rage was my only unconditional friend. It moved with me, and slept with me; everywhere I went it was their walking with me as if it did not want to let go of the... Continue Reading →
Sylvania, Ohio, one of the safest cities in the world,or at least, it was. Now, it's nearly impossible for most people to walk the streets without being attacked by bizarre flying objects. With random pieces of machines vanishing, walking proves to be the safest way to get anywhere. No one knows what is going on,... Continue Reading →
"In any number of locations around the world the unthinkable was happening: traffic management systems were malfunctioning causing a multitude of accidents; payrolls were paying the wrong amounts; bank accounts were being frozen for no apparent reason; heating systems were coming on at the wrong time and power grids were inexplicably going on and off... Continue Reading →
"She waved her hands assertively as she spoke, as if she was a choreographer directing ballet dancers, or a conductor leading a symphony orchestra. Remey realized he was standing next to someone who possessed a higher degree of intelligence than he could attain, even with his expensive, privileged education at Phillips Exeter Academy and Yale... Continue Reading →
"This was one of these times in life when she would have virtually no control over the outcome, and Diana accepted it not willingly, but with that same sense of flat, revolving helplessness that she had struggled with since she and Peter parted the night before. It was a scary feeling and one that as... Continue Reading →
"I have heard people say love is weak but they're wrong - love is strong. In nearly everyone it trumps all other things - patriotism and ambition, religion and upbringing. And of every kind of love - the epic and the small, the noble and the base - the one that a parent has for... Continue Reading →
" 'She says not only not necessary but not practical. We girls, she says,we were scrawny little rats and could squeeze into odd spots where no man could, and bend ourselves into positions no man could. In those circumstances a spotter would have been a hindrance. She also believes woman have naturally more patient temperaments.... Continue Reading →
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