“She wrote his name on a piece of paper and lit it with a match. The letters curled as they turned dark and misshapen until she didn’t recognize them. They were figments of something that she had done in her… — Eric Overby Copy Share Image
“As time passes, I am glad to have more days of the tide coming in and bringing joy and hope and laughter into my life. I’ve learned over the years to be steady on my feet at the beach. The… — Pam K. McCarty Copy Share Image
