Rage

The monster roared to the surface.  Its barbed tongue lashed out with venom and it dug deep, cutting and slicing.  Not even the look of pain on the face of its victim ceased its attack. For most days, the monster bides its time, waiting to be seen, impatient to be heard.  When it struggles to claw its way…

Hope

She stumbled through the forest until she came across an abandoned cabin.  For a time, she rested, rocking in a chair on the porch.  A full moon rose as a familiar figure walked from among the trees.  “It is time you returned,” he said.  “They no longer listen,” she responded.  “There is too much hatred.”   “Without you, there…

Thursday Doors: Summer in Perpignan

Yesterday, my husband and I took a thirty-minute walk to the downtown Perpignan prefecture where we picked up our new resident permits for France.  We’ve been waiting for months for our visa to be extended.  I don’t go out much yet.  But, we needed to go.   The weather was warm and sunny, so the stroll was refreshing as…

The Good Old Days

Sharon laughed with her brother. “Remember our family trips to the ocean, Doug?  Crammed in the car, no seatbelts, snaking over the back seat to sleep in the tail end of the station wagon?” Doug nodded.  “Yeah, I remember racing through our neighborhood on our Schwinn bikes, free as a bird without the hassle of helmets” “My…