“She brushed the tears from their faces and sang them a melancholy lullaby. Her obvious devotion to her daughters pulled at my heart strings, making my chest ache with longing for my own mother.” — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“Sitting outside on a dark night, under the stars, invites confidences amongst people of all ages, and all walks of life. It invokes an… — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“The poker fell from my trembling hands as my entire body shook with reaction. I fell to my knees, pressed my hands to my… — a.b. shepherd Copy Share Image
“I sometimes wish I could spontaneously combust. Burn until nothing but ash is left, to be washed away by the wind and the rain.” — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“My skin also blue tinted from the cold, and completely spent, I let go allowing the current to do what it longed to do… — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“I felt like I was living two lives. One in the present and one in the past.” — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“Hesitating, I stood in the doorway to the room holding the proof of my sin.” — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“...I’m tired of everyone looking at me with pity in their eyes. I’m tired of feeling like my heart is being ripped out of… — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“I kept staring at the door as if it held the secret to the universe.” — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
“Maybe when I’d wrecked I had hit my head. Could that be it? Did I have a brain injury? Was I hallucinating? I didn’t… — a.b. shepherd Copy Share Image
“I felt like I was an arrow, pulled back and ready to be launched into something big.” — A.B. Shepherd Copy Share Image
