Later when I thought of the chickens, one of those rare pale blue eggs rose up into my throat. The chickens had… — Melissa Coleman Copy Share Image
God was something I did not understand the way kids who went to church did. They said God was a man in the sky… — Melissa Coleman Copy Share Image
“To succeed at this life, they had to constantly feed their vision of it, or it would wither and die” — Melissa Coleman Copy Share Image
Later when I thought of the chickens, one of those rare pale blue eggs rose up into my throat. The chickens had been part… — Melissa Coleman Copy Share Image
“Fall arrived with its honey light and cool evenings, and the maple leaves brightened to match the reds and yellow of ripe apples. It… — Melissa Coleman Copy Share Image
“Though his health and family had been broken in the process, he'd found his purpose in life — to share the ancient key discovered… — Melissa Coleman Copy Share Image
