A Story for October (a new series)

Darkness still hung in the sky as my dad snuck into Renee’s and my room. Our sleep was light, but the early wake up was still unwelcome. The stars beamed gladly outside our shared window. We yawned.
And this was how our trips would always begin. … More A Story for October (a new series)

Beautiful Storm

I remember it well – the wild way the fog held close to the peaks of those blue mountains, trapped in clefts and crevices like slow, low-hanging clouds. The white vapor hung precariously, as though it wanted to rise but had hit a glass ceiling, an impenetrable wall. So, it settled instead. The sky was the lightest, most fragile shade of cotton … More Beautiful Storm